Creeps darkly in….
Midwinter pitch black when that annoying alarm sounds…
Thinly veiled “look at how early I get up”…
Up early tomorrow morning for sure. The first Tuesday in November. The Melbourne Cup stopping a nation. A country enthralled by a horse race…
Aspirational. How fabulous would it be if The Derby or The Grand National stopped this nation. The Grand National is still a headline grabber and engaging the once a year viewer of our sport. The Derby lost in the muddled move to the weekend…
The 200th Derby on the horizon. How about a momentous switch back to a week day ? And a massive amount of shouting from rooftops to re-engage both the local and wider communities ? Odds against I fear…
Compelling racing across continents over the weekend. The Breeders Cup. Willie, what are you like….??!!
And not completely Absurde to imagine that Willie might take Flemington by storm as well…
£2,227,722.77 to the winner….
A massive ambition of mine to take a horse with a viable chance “Down Under.” One day…
No runners over the weekend for us. Not much left to run through the dying embers of the Flat season. A few to carry on over the winter on the all weather, the Bahrain team being prepped, a jumper or three to school, yearlings to be broken in and ridden away. Quieter on the racecourse most certainly does not equate to quieter on the Yard…
Busy is good.
WILLIE….
