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‘The horse does all the work’

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She just sits there looking pretty, obviously. Jess Rimmer’s month has been pain, power and … pond-water. The glamour of training for 4*

Anyone who knows anything about horses, whether from the perspective of a rider, groom or spectator, knows that riding isn’t really a sport, because the horse does all the work.
And do you know what? I couldn’t agree more! After all, we just sit there looking pretty, steering left and right with the reins while the horse lifts his core, engages his hind leg, works forward into an even contact and maintains correct balance, power and speed into each and every fence – simply because he can. Oh yes, absolutely.
In fact (and don’t tell anyone, it’s a trade secret), I actually give each of my horses an instruction manual before each training session – I sit drinking coffee while they memorise it …
OK, I’ll stop now.

Jess working on her core with Marie
All images: Courtenay Hitchcock

Mucking out’s enough
All kidding aside, if I had a chocolate bar for every time I heard ‘the horse does all the work’, you could call me Willy Wonka. These days, when someone from the general public says it, I don’t even bother arguing – they won’t ever understand. The people who support me in what I do (regardless of whether they understand it or not) are the people I choose to surround myself with.
For riding fitness, I’d always got away with relying on mucking out, riding loads, and the occasional run with Mum (where she’d absolutely leave me for dust!). It always seemed to be (just) enough – until I started at the Fox-Pitts.
After uni I thought “OK, if we’re doing this, we might as well do it properly!”. Which is where the brilliant Marie from New Forest Gym comes in.
Marie originally came to work with Sara (Bech Strøm), the Danish 5* rider who was working here when I arrived. Sara kindly invited me to join her sessions, and together we somehow managed to keep smiling while training through some pretty miserable, dark winter evenings.

Jimmy and Jess at Burgham. Imgae courtesy of Jess Rimmer

NB: must stop falling off
With the horses being relatively fresh as they came back into work from their winter holidays, it quickly became a running joke that I kept falling off.
I mean, it was every week …
I’m pretty sure Marie just saw it as a challenge.
And obviously I wanted to stop falling off quite so much.
We have worked consistently to get my reactive core stronger, which means that I can react quicker, keep in good balance and support the horses as much as I can.
Marie is very patient – I try not to complain too much (but I do), and she is so good at motivating me with exercises which are very much related to the stuff we do on horseback. Plus we get to yap about horses throughout (when I can breathe enough to chat), which is a huge bonus!

‘I wanted a nice photo. Jimmy had other ideas.’
Image: Jess Rimmer
‘Marie is so patient, and really good at motivating me. Plus we get to yap on about horses…’

Pond water clothes
Having just gone on about how much I’ve improved my core strength so I don’t fall off, you can guess what I did at Aston 4* earlier this month …
This time, not only did I fall off, but it was in the water jump too – honestly, the splash was quite impressive. As was the smell of my pond-water clothes as I trudged back to the lorry.
Fortunately, Basil was none the wiser – totally a rider error mistake – and we kicked on to absolutely fly round Burgham 4* last weekend. Oh, the ups and downs of eventing!
Next stop for us is Hartpury, which we are all really looking forward to – the horses are feeling on top form, and so am I. I think (I’m not, I’m still aching from Marie’s last session. But I keep telling myself it’s “good pain”).
See you on the other side!

Time to untwin the nonsense?

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Quick question: does anyone remember voting on whether Bournemouth should be symbolically married to Netanya in Israel? No? Me neither. But here we are in 2025, 30 years into a civic ‘twinning’ arrangement most residents couldn’t name, caught in the crossfire of one of the most bitterly polarised international conflicts in living memory.
A petition of 2,500 locals asked BCP Council to sever the link – a hefty chunk of public opinion. And the council’s response? A full debate, some legal head-scratching, and ultimately a gloriously meaningless outcome: ‘we take no position’.
This, said the councillor who brought the motion, was ‘a masterclass in fence-sitting.’ He wasn’t wrong. Because here’s the thing: you can’t claim neutrality while maintaining a symbolic civic tie to a state currently accused of war crimes. That’s not impartiality. That’s passive endorsement – a decision not to decide, while still flying the flag (or at least, not removing the road signs … unless they go missing) (Again).

The Grumbler

Sincerely yours
So let me ask a different question: what is town twinning actually for?
Originally, it was a hopeful gesture – a post-war reach across borders, encouraging friendship and understanding between former enemies. Noble stuff. But now? In many towns, it seems to be just a dusty relic – the kind of arrangement that lives quietly on a council website while no one really notices or remembers (except, of course, when someone tries to end it …).
And yet, twinning hasn’t quite died. In some places, like Sturminster Newton, it’s very much alive – and clearly rather well-fed. The town’s mayor recently returned from a trip to Montebourg in Normandy to mark 30 years of twinning. Her account reads like the diary of a cheerful exchange student: language barriers bridged by Google Translate, ceremonies followed by “food fests,” presents awkwardly re-gifted (a book on Dorset, bought in a last-minute panic), a tree planted, and multiple lunches, dinners and museum visits squeezed in between emotional stops at Omaha Beach and the local church (“even damper than Mappowder”).
It’s a lovely write-up. It’s charming, heartfelt and sincere. But it also begs the question: who benefits from all this? A handful of councillors and association members? Do residents see the cultural exchange? Do schools, choirs, businesses or sports clubs? Or is twinning now just a series of well-catered weekends for the elected few, travelling at public expense for “friendship” while wielding little or no impact?
Because if the only visible output of a 30-year civic link is some polite speeches, a wooden plaque and several large buffet spreads, then perhaps we need to be honest about what this is: not diplomacy, not culture … just a jolly with French wine.
And in Bournemouth, it’s worse.
There, twinning has become a political landmine. The question of whether to maintain links with an Israeli city embroiled in the Gaza conflict has become so charged that BCP Council’s grand solution was to say nothing at all. They’ll neither condemn nor support the link, they say … but they’ll quietly keep it. That’s not leadership. That’s performative neutrality.
Twinning can be meaningful – it should be meaningful. It should bring tangible benefits: school visits, language exchanges, shared community projects. But if it’s just a ceremonial shrug – something a handful of people toast every few years with a glass of Calvados and a chicken lunch – then maybe it’s time to untwin.
Because symbols matter. And silence, as BCP just proved, is also a statement.

**The Grumbler – the open opinion column in The BV. It’s a space for anyone to share their thoughts freely. While the editor will need to know the identity of contributors, all pieces will be published anonymously. With just a few basic guidelines to ensure legality, safety and respect, this is an open forum for honest and unfiltered views. Got something you need to get off your chest? Send it to [email protected]. The Grumbler column is here for you: go on, say it. We dare you.**

Grief education to be introduced in Dorset schools

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Mosaic, the Dorset-based charity supporting bereaved children, has welcomed the government’s decision to include grief education in schools – a move the organisation has long championed. The change, they say, will give teachers and pupils a better understanding of the impact of bereavement on young people in Dorset.

The new curriculum content will complement Mosaic’s existing in-school support, which includes Bereavement Cafés for students who have lost someone close. These sessions provide a safe space to remember the person who has died, share feelings, and celebrate their life.

Isabelle, 17, who received Mosaic counselling following her father’s death, said:

“As a bereaved child, I got very little information or help with understanding and coping with my grief from school. Hearing the positive news that grief education has been added to the curriculum, I think young people will have a chance to learn about loss and properly understand it with the help from teachers and other students – hopefully it will help them feel less isolated.

“The help that I got from Mosaic helped me to develop coping strategies and feel less isolated, both when I was younger and in secondary school. It was very valuable, and I’d like to think that in future there will be more discussion about bereavement and grief, and more openness and acceptance.”

Research shows that one child in every classroom will be bereaved before the age of 18. The government has confirmed that grief and loss education will be added to statutory Relationships, Sex and Health Education (RSE) guidance for secondary schools.

Mosaic says the change will help teachers initiate important conversations about grief, equipping young people with empathy, resilience and understanding, while fostering greater awareness of how bereavement can affect an individual.

In 2024, Mosaic supported more than 400 children, providing almost 2,000 hours of specialist bereavement counselling alongside activity days. While some statutory funding is available, the charity relies heavily on fundraising and grants from charitable trusts.

For further information, contact Mosaic on 01258 837071 or visit www.mosaicfamilysupport.org

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A day at the sales

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Doug Procter takes us with him from his 3am Dorset start to Tattersalls in search of a mare – and returns with one very special purchase

Tuesday 8th July, and a 3am alarm means I’m in the horsebox and on the road by four. Usually this would mean I’m taking a mare for an early morning cover, but today I’m headed for the Tattersalls July sale in Newmarket (in Suffolk) – with an order from a new owner to buy a mare.
The July sale takes place over three days, with broodmares and breeding prospects on the first day, followed by two days of horses in training.
A quirk of this sale is that on the Thursday, selling is split into a morning and evening session … leaving the afternoon free to go racing at Newmarket’s July Course.
This year’s catalogue comprised 933 lots, but my client wanted an in-foal mare so we only had to work through the 330 selling on the first day to make a longlist, which I then spent Monday whittling down to a shortlist of 13.

A mare called Nottingham
All images: Courtenay Hitchcock


The reason my client wanted an in-foal mare was so they’d have a foal next spring: otherwise, when buying in July, you’d be waiting at least 18 months before you have a foal. It’s much easier working through the list from home now that videos of horses have become standard in the online catalogue.
Most horses are on site for viewing for one or two days before the sale at Tattersalls: I, however, was just going for the day so I needed to be on the sales ground in plenty of time to look at early lots before selling started at 9.30.
The journey up was uneventful: the low early morning sun made Stonehenge look spectacular, but it is a real bore to drive head on into. I had parked up and was walking through the gates just after 8am.
Tattersalls has eight named yards, or paddocks, most of which are comprised of several stable blocks denoted by a letter A to FF. Horses are stabled by consignor, and not in catalogue order – so lot 10 may be at the opposite end of the sales ground from lot 11. Another job on Monday was to highlight my lots on the stabling list at the front of the catalogue, so I could make sure I saw all the horses in any given barn in one go.
When you arrive at a chosen lot you tell the staff which horse you want to see – some of the larger consignments have cards listing all their draft and you tick the ones you want to see.

That’s grand, thanks

First of all the horse is stood up for you, you stand into it to gauge the height and walk round to get your first impression. Then you ask to see a walk, side-on, then toward and away from you. The horse is then stood up again for a final look round before it’s “that’s grand, thanks”, the horse goes back in its stable and you write your notes on the catalogue page.
For example, my notes on the first mare I looked at read “plain, mid-size, good walk, light bone, NO”: whereas the second reads “good big mare, good lazy walk, correct, good bone, LIKE!!”

Just for your viewing pleasure, and entirely unrelated to Nottingham: Orion, mid-nap and frankly offended at the interruption

After seeing all 13, I had four mares marked LIKE – one with a single exclamation mark, one with two… and two earned a !!! (my highest score).
I then had to make a call to the client, who was abroad, to discuss and make a plan.
The problem was the mare I thought the best was to be the last of the four through the ring, so the question was, should we wait for her? This can be risky – you may pass on a good mare within your budget, only to find the one you’ve waited for sells for too much.
I was firm though: she was second in a Listed race at 2yo, was the best walker and best looking of the four and was in foal to Big Evs, a Group 1-winning first season sire standing at Tally Ho Stud in Ireland. This should make the foal inside her very commercial. We should wait for lot 120: Nottingham.
I followed the other three mares through the ring, and all would have been in budget. Had I made a mistake?
Would bidding on lot 120 go beyond the budget?
At Tattersalls they sell in guineas – 1gn equals £1.05 – and VAT is extra. So when your client gives you a budget in pounds you need some quick mental maths to work out your guineas bidding limit and also to factor in VAT if they’re not registered.

Open the bidding
Lot 119 was in the ring and it was time to get the client on the phone and see if we could buy “our” mare.
The hammer fell on lot 119, she was led out and we were on.
“Lot 120, Nottingham, from Hunting Hill Stud. Lovely Athletic Stakes-placed mare by Excelebration, in foal to exciting first-season sire Big Evs. Who’ll give me what, I want…” (That’s probably how the auctioneer started off, it’s always something like that.)
He asked for an ambitious opening bid, quickly dropping down to take 5,000. I knew the reserve was 30,000, so I waited and then caught the auctioneer’s eye with a wave of my catalogue and joined in at 20,000.
“That’s us at 20,” I said into my phone. “Us at 25 …”
At 30,000 I thought we had her, but the auctioneer worked long and hard to wring another bid of 32,000. I went straight back with 35,000, and after what seemed an eternity the hammer fell. Nottingham was ours!

Nottingham (left) with her new best friend Doubly Guest

Homeward bound
I wound up my phone call with a delighted new owner and waited for a member of Tattersalls staff to come over with the sales paperwork. I signed, tucked the green buyer’s copy into my catalogue and set off to the sales office to arrange payment. That done, I headed to barn U to see the mare and chat to the vendors, Conor Quirke and Kathryn Birch, a lovely young couple from Cork in Ireland, followed by a small celebratory beer with them in the back bar.
Heading back to the sales office I exchanged my green sheet for the mare’s passport and a pass out, and then moved the horsebox to the loading ramps. I collected Nottingham from her stable and took her down to load: access to the loading ramps is through a gate by the control office. Here they scan a horse’s microchip to make sure it matches the pass out before allowing you through to load.
And that was it, I was heading home with TGS’ newest resident.

Orion, the first of two last-minute foaling boarders, is destined for a future on the polo field

*Footnote from Lucy:
For the first two weeks, all new arrivals are kept in quarantine in a field, with one retired mare for company, before joining the herd. As you can see from the photograph opposite, Notty – as she is now affectionately known – has settled in well with the other mares and we look forward to her foal, and more dreaming, in the spring.

Steering lives, not just horses

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At Bovington Saddle Club, yard manager Steph Buchanan has spent three decades quietly transforming lives – not just of horses, but of people too

Anyone who has spent time around horses will tell you: ’They don’t just listen – they understand.’ For Bovington Saddle Club’s yard manager and head coach Stephanie Buchanan, that quiet connection has shaped a life and career grounded in community, care and compassion.
‘I got into horses when I was about 12 after being grounded by my parents,’ Steph says. ‘The only place I was allowed to go was to the pony with my sister. I then realised I could hire him out to other kids and earn money to get back to the arcades! Horses saved me from getting into trouble, really.’

Image: Courtenay Hitchcock

WillDoes

Steph has been at the heart of Bovington RAC Saddle Club since the early 1990s. When she arrived, it was just a single field – no fencing, no water, no rubber school. Today, thanks in no small part to her relentless drive, the BHS-approved yard boasts two outdoor arenas, an indoor school, a BE-level cross-country course and 71 horses, including 38 on full livery.
‘None of it would have happened without help,’ Steph says. ‘People wanted to give back, and they did – through donations, time, support. It’s always been a team effort.’
Steph is qualified to train and assess students up to BHS Stage 4. But her influence extends far beyond exams and schooling surfaces.
In memory of her late nephew Will, she is a trustee of the charity Will Does, which provides grants for children facing challenges – whether that’s respite care or access to sport and activities they’d otherwise never get to try.
‘We started by raising money through things Will enjoyed,’ Steph says. ‘Now, if a young person applies for a grant – whether they need a break or want to try something new – we’ll help however we can.’
That passion for support led the BHS to approach her in 2019 to help pilot its Changing Lives Through Horses programme at Bovington. Aimed at children who are disengaged, disadvantaged or in need of support, the scheme uses horses as a gentle bridge back into learning and confidence.
‘There’s a huge need for alternative provision in Dorset,’ Steph says. ‘We’ve had 159 young people come through since 2019. The horse acts as a buffer – having the horse between the student and the instructor helps them feel less exposed. Some go back to school with more focus, others find their way into the equestrian industry – the scheme is run through the BHS, so there’s an education pathway with achievers awards which are set towards the BHS stages. You get some kids who really shine.’

Image: Courtenay Hitchcock

Trust Sally
Five of the centre’s horses are rescues themselves, rehomed from the World Horse Welfare Centre in Somerset. ‘They’ve been brilliant at matching us with the right horses,’ Steph says. ‘And those horses do a really good job.’
One of the centre’s favourites is Sally, who has been with them for 16 years. Steph recalls a particular moment with fondness.
‘I got a call from a local care home: one of their residents really wanted to ride a horse. They turned up with a coach-load – Zimmer frames, walking sticks, the lot – right in the middle of a Bournemouth BUCS (British University & Colleges Sport) competition going on in one school, an RDA lesson in the indoor school and a Changing Lives Through Horses session in the third … They all wandered round the yard, and out came Sally, just quietly soaking up the attention.’

Steph with Joey at Bicton: ‘We always stabled him the night before any competition so he wasn’t tired. Plus Joey loved to have all the attention on him

It’s this sense of inclusivity and purpose that sets Bovington apart. Alongside its charitable and community work, the yard plays a formal role as an RAC centre. Troopers in phase two training are introduced to basic horse care before joining the Household Cavalry, and young officers complete the mandatory Spurs Course.
The yard also offers a pony leasing scheme for military families.
‘Most of the kids wouldn’t get the chance to own a pony,’ Steph says. ‘Leasing one four days a week gives them that experience.’
The centre is now also an approved Pony Club Centre – something Steph pushed for when she realised younger liveries were struggling with transport to other clubs.
‘Kids are the future,’ she says. ‘I’ve worked with Pony Clubs for years and I love it. We set up our own centre here so they could keep learning and enjoying their ponies. Last year, we won at Bicton – out of the whole of Area 14. They look after their ponies so well. It gives them goals. They work through their Pony Club badges, and if they want to, they can move on to the BHS exams.’

Steph with her British Empire Medal

Throughout our interview she calmly fielded questions from volunteers planning an unaffiliated ODE, which includes a newly-designed 70cm class to encourage novice riders. It’s that same open-armed ethos that has defined her decades at Bovington. One of Steph’s proudest moments was announcing the club would host its first British Eventing fixture: ‘It was 25 years ago now, but everyone had worked so hard to get us there. That was really special,’ she says.

Steph’s horse Joey with his rider Imogen Judd at Badminton Grass Roots

National recognition
Another highlight came with her own horse, Joey. ‘I bought him on a whim after a close friend passed away – he was just meant to be a happy hacker. But he ended up competing at Badminton Grassroots and in the novice at Gatcombe. We had such fun.’
Despite her modesty, Steph’s efforts have not gone unnoticed. In 2022, she was named Coach of the Year by the BHS for her work on the Changing Lives programme. She was also shortlisted by Sport England as one of the UK’s top three coaches in the ‘Change a Life’ category. And in 2024, she received a British Empire Medal (BEM), which recognises meritorious service to the local community.
‘I was very surprised!’ Steph says. ‘The ceremony was lovely. General Sir Gwyn Jenkins, who’s local to us and First Sea Lord, also gave me another award – that was a really personal touch.’
After more than 30 years, Steph shows no sign of slowing down. ‘To the outside world it might seem like it’s just liveries and riding lessons,’ she says. ‘But it’s so much more.’

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Butterboys forever

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Okeford Fitzpaine’s team marks 125 years of village football, dairy roots and generations of families who have played for the love of the game

When a village football team was formed in 1900, Okeford Fitzpaine was right at the heart of the local dairy industry. The main employer in the village was Hill View Dairies, where new hires began as ‘Butterboys’ – workers from dairies began playing football as a team, and these founding members gave the club its nickname, The Butterboys.
Steve Corben started playing for Okeford United Football Club when he was 15: he’s now chairman, after 49 years involvement with the club.

Okeford United 1929. All images courtesy of Steve Corben

Village football
‘Willie Pearce, from the milk factory, started the club with the Reverend Phillips,’ Steve says. ‘The Pearce family gave us a donation when Willie died in 1989 – we bought a cup in his memory, the Pearce Trophy, which we still award now to the Player of the Year.
‘There aren’t many football clubs in Dorset that have been running as long as we have. Some have folded, and others have stopped and then started up again over the years. But there has always been a football team in Okeford Fitzpaine for the last 125 years – it was only disrupted by war.
‘Years ago, if you lived in a village then you played football, cricket or skittles. It was a way of getting out to places, especially if you had no transport. Every village had a team, even tiny places like Hilton. If you lived in a village, you played.’
During the First World War, many of the Butterboys joined up to fight for their country. In the club’s pavilion, a team photograph taken around 1910 is on display. Sadly, of the 15 players in the photo, many did not return: the village lost 19 men to the war, and many of them would have been Butterboys. In 2024, a memorial was created by local historian Andrew Vickers on Castle Lane to commemorate all the Butterboys who died.
‘I think the reason Okeford has kept going is that there has always been a hardcore group of people. The club began playing in the Shaftesbury and District leagues up until the 1930s,’ says Steve. ‘After that, they played in the Dorset leagues. One of our most famous players was Harry Osman. Born in Hampshire in 1911, he grew up in Okeford and started playing football here in 1931. He played for Dorset, and went on to play for Plymouth Argyle and Southampton – he was Southampton’s top goal scorer in 1938. After the war, Harry became the manager of a non-league Winchester, and that’s where he spotted Terry Paine, who went on to play for England.
‘We’ve had teams that have won the league, and been runners-up. For two or three seasons Okeford played in the Dorset Senior Club – the top league in Dorset.
‘The best team we ever had in Okeford was probably in 1984. They were the strongest.’

Harry Osman

Steel toe caps
Okeford didn’t have an individual manager until the 1970s, so everything was decided by a weekly committee meeting in the dairy building. There have inevitably been lots of changes over the years, and Steve has an archive of the old records:
‘As you go through the old meeting minutes, you can see the details right down to the price of goal nets in the 1930s.
‘They wrote down the turnover, of course, and they had to buy all the kit. Today, kits are cheap and mass-produced – I can order it, with the printing, and it will be here in three days. But in the 1970s, Okeford players wore a cotton shirt – if you got wet in the rain, it was heavy! No one had sponsors back then, it wasn’t something people thought about. I don’t think it was even allowed.
‘I have some old football boots, with steel toe caps – and they are harder than my work boots! If you hit someone in the shin – and there were no shin pads back then – you could break a bone.
‘We used to borrow the ball when I was a kid in the late 1960s, and we had to return it – they had just one leather ball. I have just ordered 60 training balls for the coming season!

The Chaffey family in the dugout dedicated to Chris Chaffey


‘In the 1970s a match ball would cost £20, and you treasured it, because that was a lot of money. Now we always have two match balls. Another thing is that today, the players do a serious warm up before playing. We never used to do that!’
After the Lionesses’ tremendous success in the 2025 Euros, is there an opportunity for Buttergirls at Okeford Fitzpaine?
‘Okeford had a women’s team between 1996 and around 2004. Women’s football is a different game to run – someone would need to take it on, and it would need to be the right person. But Okeford would welcome any team.’

The current Okeford united team

Butterboys 125
Two years ago, Chris Chaffey – Okeford’s long-standing player, youth team leader, committee member and team manager – died suddenly after nearly 50 years of service to Okeford United. He had been in the middle of refurbishing the match day dugouts, part of the voluntary work he carried out for decades. After his death, past and present players and club members came together to finish what he’d started. The completed dugouts now bear his name.
On 16th August his family will host a special event in Chris’ memory at the football ground on Castle Lane. A veteran Okeford team will play the Dorchester Devils. Chris’ son Olly says: ‘It’s a charity event to support The Brave & Determined Company, a local mental health charity that’s already helped more than 240 people to access life-saving counselling.
‘We want to to not just raise funds, but also raise awareness – to let people know they’re not alone, no matter who they are or what they’re going through.
‘We want to bring people together, see old friends they may not have seen for a while, and know that being around others can help us all feel better.
‘As a family football club that’s been part of the local area for 125 years, this club is important to so many people. I started playing for Okeford when I was six, right through to the adult mens’ team along with lifelong friends and family members.
‘Okeford has seen generations of families play for the club – and continues to do so.’

A farmer’s tribute: £8,800 gift honours wife’s memory and local NHS care

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Local farmer Philip Trim has donated £8,800 to University Hospitals Dorset’s Radiotherapy department in memory of his late wife, Jane – a deeply personal gift that honours both her legacy and the care she received at Poole Hospital.
Jane, described by Philip as a ‘hardworking cattle girl’, was well known on the agricultural show circuit for exhibiting her award-winning Charolais cattle. With deep roots in the community – her father was the GP in Corfe Castle – Jane insisted on using the NHS throughout her lung cancer treatment. The couple were profoundly grateful for the compassion and dedication shown to them by the hospital team. Jane passed away in 2018.

Philip Trim (centre), with David Frost and Hayley Harris of UHD: Philip and his family have raised more than £80,000 for University Hospitals Dorset in memory of his wife Jane

No marathons
‘Our son, Ben, and I wanted to do something to give back,’ Philip said. ‘The team pulled out all the stops for Jane and we wanted them to recognise that we appreciated everything they had done for her. We wanted other families to benefit like we did.’
This latest donation adds to a remarkable total of more than £80,000 raised by Philip, his family and their business, Philip Trim Contractors, over the years. Fundraising began on Jane’s birthday the year after she died, when the family held a tractor run. The farm opens a seasonal campsite each August, and the family also raise money by offering educational tractor and trailer rides around the farm to their campers.
Dorset Past Finders, a local metal detecting group, has also supported the cause.
‘People have been so generous,’ Philip said. ‘I’m past running marathons – but I’ve got a farm, a campsite and a community, and we’re using them to give something back.’
David Frost, head of radiotherapy at UHD, praised the Trim family’s enduring support. UHD’s Hayley Harris added: ‘This donation will make a real difference. Jane’s story continues to touch lives through the generosity of her family and their remarkable fundraising work.’
The donation will directly enhance the radiotherapy services at Poole Hospital, providing comfort and cutting-edge care beyond what standard NHS funding can cover, to patients undergoing treatment.

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Voice of the showground

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Tracie Beardsley meets the Dorset man who is the voice of country shows, polo matches and equestrian events around the world

Suddenly, it all makes sense. To the untrained eye, scurry racing looks like pint-sized ponies careering around an arena pulling grown adults on go-karts. But there’s etiquette involved. Strategy. A lead pony. And thanks to the calm, commanding tones of commentator Simon Ledger, I, along with thousands of show ground spectators, understand it all.This is entirely thanks to the seemingly effortless skill of professional commentator Simon’s voice, which has become a familiar part of the summer soundscape at local agricultural shows. Whether it’s at the Gillingham & Shaftesbury, Dorset County, Frome or Melplash, he brings clarity and humour to everything in the main ring, from cattle parades to camel racing. But while he’s a Dorset favourite, Simon is far from just a local fixture. His commentating career spans Sandown Park race meetings, British Army equestrian events and high-goal polo at Guards Polo Club. One day he’s in a shed-on-stilts box above a county show and the next, he’s addressing royalty from a grandstand in the grounds of an Indian palace.

Simon in his garden, at home near Sturminster Newton
All images: Courten ay Hitchcock

A packed wall planner
When I catch up with Simon at his home near Sturminster Newton, he’s preparing for his busiest time of year: his wall planner reads like a Foreign Office itinerary. In between commentating, he also oversees the British Army polo teams – managing riders, securing sponsorships, facilitating training and accompanying teams to international tournaments. It’s a role that has taken him from Mongolia to Malaysia, Pakistan to Moscow.
Closer to home, August and September are dominated by country shows, stacked back-to-back across the south.
His office is part travelogue, part regimental archive. Silver trophies sit beside elegant horse sculptures, alongside photos of polo teams in far-flung corners of the globe.
The rest of his office is stacked with commentary scripts, folders and paperwork meticulously laid out in regimented rows: his military discipline of 36 years is showing. A graduate of Sandhurst at just 19, Second Lieutenant Ledger’s first assignment was Northern Ireland. ‘I grew up quickly,’ he says. ‘My troop were sons of Yorkshire miners – tough as teak. There I was, a public school “posh boy”. They didn’t mince their words – invective is probably the polite way of putting it. But they looked out for me and taught me humility. That camaraderie still moves me. I’m in touch with many of them even now.’

Simon (centre) with the winning Hackett British Army Team at British Polo Day, Jodhpur, India, 2016 – raising the trophy presented by His Highness Gaj Singh II, Maharaja of Marwar-Jodhpur


A tour in Germany followed, where Simon traded in ‘his rotten old car’ for £500 and bought his first polo pony. He became a hired hand around the army polo circuit and began to dabble in commentary. His ability to communicate didn’t appear by accident: ‘During my Gunnery Officers Course at Lulworth, I had to memorise a 90-minute lesson on every single part of a gun,’ he says. ‘It taught me how to use my voice to emphasise key points, how to stand confidently before an audience, delivering a structured story with a beginning, middle and end. That discipline is exactly what I use when I commentate.’

Simon’s office is littered with polo memorabilia

Away from the ring
Long before the gates open to the public, Simon is already walking the showground: ‘It’s important to get the human stories across to visitors, so I like to take time to meet the exhibitors and get to know about them and their animals. I hope my commentary inspires visitors to find out more about the things they see. It’s also vital to thank the show sponsors and put them in the spotlight – their generosity is crucial.’
The job does have its glamorous moments: Simon regularly commentates at polo events attended by diplomats, politicians and royalty.
He’s particularly close to Indian politician and diplomat Maharaja Gaj Singh II of Jodhpur – ‘a great friend’, Simon says. ‘I’ve taken Army teams to him many times.’
He’s especially proud of his fundraising work for the Indian Head Injury Foundation, set up after the Maharaja’s son suffered brain trauma in a moped accident: Simon’s skills with a gavel have so far raised more than $3 million through charity auctions.
Closer to home, he re-established the Dorset Yeomanry in 1997 as a charity supporting territorial servicepeople – reviving a tradition dating back to 1746.Even after ten hours in the commentary box, that military discipline never wavers. ‘I must concentrate, get my facts right and ensure the schedule runs smoothly. I pace myself and drink plenty of water – never alcohol. And then after a long day in a hot commentary box,
I go home, run a bath and check my notes so I’m ready for the next day. It’s exhausting – but I love it.’

Simon Ledger is his office

Quickfire questions:
Commentator moment?
‘I was commentating at the prestigious Rundle Cup, between the Army and Navy: my border terrier would always sit with me in the commentary box. Having told the crowds in my sternest commentator voice that all spectators must keep their dogs on a lead, the very next thing I see is a dog tearing towards Prince Harry and his polo pony: “Would someone control their dog!” I yelled … only to discover the runaway was mine! There was a lot of humble pie …’

Book by your bedside?
‘I’ve got two Dick Francis’ on the go. I’ve never had the bravery or fitness to become a national hunt jockey, but love it as a sport.
‘Also Exmoor Farms – A Year on the Moor by Victoria Eveleigh: it’s a beautiful book charting a farming year on Exmoor. I also keep a diary of birds I see – I love bird spotting.’

A-list dinner party guests?
‘William Wilberforce – a man ahead of his time. And also Admiral Sir Barington Reynolds, who went to sea at nine years old and played a major role in the destruction of the African slave trade.’

Learning Mentor required | Future Roots

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Based on a 30-acre care farm
Salary Range: £14 – £15.50 an hour 
Between 30-37 hours a week

The role can be offered as Full Time, Part Time (minimum of 30 hours) or Term Time Only as a degree of flexibility over the hours may be possible for the right candidate

Start Date: November 2025 or soon after

Do you want to support young people and help to deliver positive outcomes? Do you have a love and passion for animals?

Based in rural West Dorset, Future Roots is a long- and well-established provider of complimentary education and re-engagement services for children and young people. Working with schools and Local Authority Children’s Services we use a farm environment and our animals to offer young people learning and therapeutic experiences to help them overcome trauma and challenges.

We are currently expanding so are now looking for someone to join our team who can bring demonstrable skill and experience from a background of working with children and young people, and who has an affinity with the outdoor environment and animals.

For further information about the role contact Julie Plumley (Director Future Roots) on 01963 210703 or via email: [email protected]

Please visit our website www.futureroots.net to see the full range of what we do.

Closing Date: 9am Monday 15th September at 1pm