A Pony for Jean

Estate of Anne Bullen
"Beautifully restored and complete with gorgeous charcoal illustrations, this classic story will delight any pony-mad little girl"
A Pony for Jean – picture

Beautifully restored and complete with gorgeous charcoal illustrations, this classic story will delight any pony-mad little girl

When her family fall on hard times, Jean and her family (including their dog Shadow) must move to the country. Not to worry though, as it seems they’re going to live in a lovely little cottage, and Jean is assured she can have chickens. And perhaps even a new puppy…

Jean has never been to the country before, and is fairly sure she isn’t going to like it. But she soon learns that the country is full of fun and adventures, and much more exciting than boring old London. Sadly her newly-discovered cousins are a bit haughty though, as well as pony-mad, and Jean wishes she could join in. But then a wonderful opportunity to do so arrives in the form of a pony named ‘The Toastrack’ (so-called due to his poor ribs sticking out so much) and Jean is told she can have him! The cousins are mean, and say a knacker’s horse like that won’t ever come to anything, but Jean and the quickly-renamed Cavalier know they can prove them wrong. Gymkhana glory is only a few jumps away!

Publication Date: Thu 6 Nov 2014
ISBN Hardback: 9781471404504
ISBN Ebook: 9781471404511




Hesperus was being very naughty. He wouldn't jump the stile and he bucked when Camilla tried to make him. Mummy said, 'Isn't he rather lively?' and Cousin Agnes said, 'Oh, Camilla's all right. She can ride anything.' I was looking at the ponies, the black and the roan and the chestnut flying along with the wind in their manes, and suddenly I wanted, more than I wanted puppies even, to hear someone say, 'Oh, Jean's all right. She can ride anything.' Cousin Agnes said, 'I expect you'd like to help unsaddle the ponies, Jean,' and she shouted to the cousins, 'Come along in now. It's tea time.' Then she and Mummy went indoors and I stayed by the railings. The boys went on jumping, but Camilla rode over to me. She said, 'What was Mummy saying?' I said, 'She said you were to come in now. It's tea time.' Camilla said, 'Bother. It's always something.' She turned round and yelled at the boys, 'Tea time!' Then she said to me, 'Do you like Hesperus? Would you like to try him?' I said, 'I don't know.' I expect you will think that I was very silly and babyish, but you must remember that I had just seen Hesperus bucking. 'Well, do you or don't you?' said Camilla in despising tones. Camilla is a year younger than I am and I felt furious, and Camilla's despising me seemed worse than anything Hesperus could possibly do. I said, 'Yes, I should like to try him,' and I started to get on. Camilla said, 'That's the wrong side. And when you get on you should face the tail.' I said, 'Don't teach your grandmother to suck eggs.' This was very silly, because Camilla knew all about riding and I didn't and it would have been much more dignified to have said so. I blush now when I think of it.