Hour… Fifty minutes and thirty seconds… Absolutely remarkable. A sub two hour marathon. Sebastian Sawe coming up with a Roger Bannister moment in London yesterday. Historic… You [...]
And soup. Up the A3 and around the M25. In thick fog… A red sun struggling… And then prevailing. The stolen hours of dawn. When most folk with any iota of sense are still deep in [...]
Drought conditions…. In Tamworth. New South Wales. Their website tells me that they have manicured lawns and rose gardens. I hope that they have been well watered because the centre of the [...]
Shuffled…. The cards that we are dealt. Some good, some bad, some ordinary… The worst part of this ridiculous job is the passing on of bad news. The moment when the bubble is burst [...]
Unavoidably part of our lives. Unavoidable. A promotional tool on occasions. A medium for abuse and vitriol when a favourite gets beaten. Ducks and water and backs… There are some racing [...]
Calling… The Breeze Up sales at Goffs. Doncaster Racecourse. Breeze today, sell tomorrow… A flying machine or three in the catalogue. But also several who will struggle to raise a [...]
On Saturday. Good to be racing. After a hiccup or three, and a bug in the Brighton grass… Sunshine and an excellent card attracted a healthy crowd. I still hanker after the old stands and [...]
Requires hours of poring through several programme books, discussions with owners, weather apps aplenty, calls with jockeys agents and clerks of the course… Never an exact science – [...]
Larvae…. “Reaching up to 3cm long with thick leathery skin….” They sound pretty unpleasant little critters. They can, apparently, wreak havoc with your lawn. Voracious [...]
Time of year… In many respects. Green shoots, brighter dawns, hope springs… Classic clues aplenty at this time of year. Or not ?! Some years, there is clarity and very obvious [...]