SHE arrives at Circle K just outside Cashel a little after 3pm, having been riding out since the crack of dawn in Limerick. There is still some obvious colouring under her right eye as a result of a kick from a flailing hoof four weeks previously. Matter-of-factly, she tells me there is a hairline fracture and though the soreness hasn’t receded, it will.

She likes order and schedule and has a full week of paid work, including weekly trips to the yards of Willie Mullins and Gordon Elliott. The demand for her talents exists off the track but right now, Katie O’Farrell is struggling to be active on it.