During the war, Hitler issued an edict that all private horses were to be requisitioned for the war effort.
But Gisi was having none of that. She didn't see why that little man Hitler should stop her riding. So the day after the order came through, she came downstairs in her riding gear: black hat, coat, jodphurs, white gloves and riding crop. She was determined to ride her horse.
My dad went mad. She could have got us into a lot of trouble. So he took her on his lap and beat her, and made her go upstairs and change out of her riding gear.
That little man Hitler stopped her riding after all.