To Sydney, you go to Bondi Beach….
A rite of passage. Iconic. Sydney’s beating heart…
I vividly recall as if it were yesterday two very happy days there a long long time ago…
Hard to comprehend the horrors of yesterday – but the actions of the depraved few must never cloud the bigger picture. When news like this comes crunching into our lives, it is hard to focus on the irrelevant and inconsequential. But focus we must – because if we allow terror to seep insidiously into our lives, they have won…
And so to our sport and our horses…
Nesthorn, Gordon Grey, Desert Cop and Max Mayhem have all landed safely in The Kingdom. Where it is about to rain. Which was not in many scripts. Entries made this morning for Thursday and Friday evening. Decisions to be made – as ever…
Juggling jockeys and options. Harder than here where we have the option of Entries and Declarations tracking. Which can guide decisions, and are a massive help. In Bahrain, we only get sight of the entries as they are published and not before…
We will wait and see who is playing their cards in which way…
The third Ashes Test starts tomorrow morning in Adelaide. High temperatures – hard work. A phoenix rising from the ashes – or more dust…..??
In other sporting news, Barney, Tallulah and I headed to Farnham Town v Tiverton on Saturday afternoon. Glamour fixture, a hometown demolition of the struggling Devon visitors, 5-0…
Love sport. Almost any sport. The greatest release and refuge…
