Of sorts. Before the Royal Ascot storm…

Here’s hoping not a biblical storm of Epsom proportions…

No runners for us over this weekend. Plans scuppered by weather. And other stuff and mainly nonsense…

Busy on the yard. Friends to see their horses work. Jockeys headed this way around the M25. Great British Racing and drones and “influencers” and roaring kettles and sizzling sausages…

Calm. Of sorts…

Sandown yesterday. A happy gathering of the team who own Perigord Noir, a 2-year-old by Invincible Army…

Stevo Goodrich and daughter Connie. Jeff Randall. Peter Metcalfe and his mate Pete. Will Downs…

Perigord Noir running green and “colty” but promisingly under Tom Marquand. To finish 4th. In and amongst the right horses, several of whom cost several Kings Ransoms…

Our horse looking at everything, and especially the fillies. And taking a particular interest, according to Tom, in the golfers on the infield…

He qualifies for a mark now. He is also going to have the unkindest cut of all in the next few days. To polarise the mind…

In other sporting news, England’s footballers have had their balls nicked…

Must dash. Horses to work. Very smart cars carrying jockeys pulling up outside…

“Riders up…..”