The first and last time I tried to be on a horse, I put my foot in the stirrup and slid under its belly. The man who was supposed to help me got distracted by something which escapes my memory, but I recollect he encouraged me to be quick as there was a queue of kids waiting to give it a go. The animal underneath was imposing in contrast to the shy seven years old me who felt like Spiderman who suddenly loses his powers and succumbs to gravity while crawling on a ceiling. The man grabbed me and put me in the right place. I can only remember my bum uncomfortably jolting on the hard saddle. To ride a horse on the beach became my impossible dream.