I was driving through the country when just outside of a town, the engine of my old Falcon started to miss and then finally conked out altogether. I rolled it off the road and onto the soft shoulder, popped the bonnet and got out to have a look.

I knew enough about engines to know that it was probably an electrical problem. I had a bit of a look but couldn't see anything amiss. There were a couple of horses, a white and a black in the paddock next to the road. Being nosey creatures, they wandered over to have a sticky beak. Next thing, the white horse sticks his head over the fence and has a gander. Before I know what's happening, the horse says "mate, the lead has come off your coil there, if you wiggle it a bit and push it back on, you should be right". Still a bit shocked, I follow his advice and give the ignition a go. It works. I mumble my thanks and get back in the car and drive on to the next town.

When I got there, I looked for a pub because I felt I needed a stiff drink. I walked in and up to the bar and ordered a Scotch. The bartender looks at me and says "Mate, you look like you've seen a ghost. What's up?". I told him what had happened and he says "are you sure it was the white one?". I told him it was and he shakes his head and exclaims "that is amazing!". I said "yeah, I know. A talking horse!". He replies "no its not that. The white horse knows nothing about cars!"