Haakon and Iacs are cousins.
Haakon’s grandmother, Jarpur, had two daughters and they are the mothers of Haakon and Iacs – so I think that makes them cousins of some description. Different fathers, though. 1st cousins or 2nd – can you work it out because I can’t.
Anywho, Haakon is a year older, so he is the boss!
These boys have lived together for the last 20 years. When they were first reunited, having not met for a few years, they instantly recognised each other, which was very sweet.
Haakon sees himself as Iacs’ minder or carer.
What I love best is that they still, after all these years, play together.
They are both old men – in their twenties!
Iacs, or Bimble, is remains the Master of the Silly-Frilly.
He is wintering well.
I have moved the two old men up to Clothie because Haakon is lame – it is drier and quieter there.
Further up the hill, there are dry parts of the field – so they stand mostly in the boggy bit.
If you have ever wondered why you don’t see that many Icelandic horses on the show-jumping circuit, this is why. They don’t jump if they can either walk/climb over the obstacle or go round!
I mean, why would you?
I visit the two old men every day, bringing carrots in case they are starving.
I think not but I don’t want them to feel they are forgotten.