Blanket, check. He even makes sure its smooth without having to be told. Saddle...check. Though his handling of it is far more unweildy than Kate's.

'Bloody 'ell, this can' be comfortable. For me or him.'

He puts it where she tells him, up on the withers, but is still eyeing it dubiously.

'Am I still goin' t'have my wedding tackle attached by tonight?'