At various events where crowd control is necessary, yes, they are an absolute must, but gone are the days when the roads were littered with dung, due to the travels of the horses.
Horses belonging to the patrol branch of the police force.
Back in the good old days, (I never thought I would be using such cliches like the old folks) a friendly police on a horse was greeted warmly by the neighbours, with perhaps a glass of ice cold lemonade to beat the heat. Not so anymore. Gone are the days.
But then today, a quick glimpse out of my back window, and surprise, surprise, there they were..... riding through the neighbourhood downhill from mine.
Mounted patrol of the Royal Barbados Police Force monitoring the neighbourhood