Horses have been my obsession ever since I was seven years old. In what was probably a well meaning attempt to cool my enthusiasm, my parents booked me into a weekend pony camp -but instead of putting me off, mucking out, grooming, and riding only fueled the fire. That passion never faded. I went from a starry-eyed pony-mad kid to a dedicated rider, eventually finding my stride as a coach and dressage enthusiast.

While I always had a knack for improving a horse’s way of going, my early love was for eventing and showjumping. After outgrowing my 13.2hh pony, I dove headfirst into the sport with a 17.2hh warmblood. Dressage, at the time, was just a way to refine our flatwork. But life had other plans. A serious back injury during the backing of a young horse forced me into a long recovery and time at home with my young son. That pause, though challenging, brought clarity. Dressage wasn’t just a training tool - it was where my heart truly belonged.

And from that moment on, I committed fully to the discipline that had quietly been calling me all along...