OH and I have been experimenting.  Red lights are apparently the way forward for horse-stable lighting and there is a science in this, all of which I have read and not understood (says Michael Faraday’s 5th great niece!)

Anyway, last night we rooted around the house looking for red material and I found OH’s orange woollen hat which I put over the light only for it to turn a very credible red.  So more rooting around and I found a large fluorescent orange hood in a drawer from a coat long gone.  We put it around the light and, again, it looked very red.  Perfect.  OH cut up the hood and covered the light.

And later on that night, I stuck the red light onto the container.  It looks much brighter than it actually was.  So now we have a Red Light District with some distinctly dodgy characters living there!

This morning and everything was fine.  All happy.  Buckets finished and the gentlemen (** cough **) were tucking into the haynets.

The ladies, of course, as Victorian etiquette demands, had retired to the drawing-room, or in this case the containers.

They seemed very happy inside and stayed there for most of the morning.

The little boys did their own thing.

And OH and I are still experimenting. I drove over to Turriefield for their selection of red plastic bags some of which we added to the lights.  It gave it a better hue and nearer to the colour  science says horses find easiest to see in at night.  Something about wavelengths being above 620 nm but we don’t have a way of measuring any of this so this is just a stab in the dark.