I went on holiday with (one) identical twin
and we ended up calling him by his twins name to which of course he was used to answering
if the photo was a twin perched on a horse, then it was one twin
and he was er steaking cars it would be other
otherwise inseparable
Oh the horse could tell, and when the 'wrong' one fed him,
the horse hid behind a tree ( sort of lenfthways), and when he was well into the field and far from the gate -chased him across the field and bit his bum as he vaulted over the gate.