That was Golden Brown at dawn. And bright and rather magical…
And then perhaps those Weather Gods remembered that it is Budget Day and bright dawn was inappropriate…
My advice goes as follows. Hold off those gherkin and garlic purchases until the Chancellor has spoken…
What will be will be. Decisions have been made, and we will learn later whether intensive lobbying from our quarter has fallen on deaf ears or not…
The doorstop catalogue that is the Tattersalls “Horses In Training” catalogue not even halfway done. Some that I would love to have on the team skyrocketed into the hundreds of thousand of Guineas. Walk away. Regroup….
Others that were on the margins knocked down at reasonable prices. But only “reasonable” if they can do a job on a big stage. A couple of “what if I have had one more bid” moments – but the other fella might have had a punchier war chest than us anyway…
So back we go. “Can you give him a trot please”. “Do you ride him at home ?” “Has she got any vices ?” “Would he be one for the fast ground in the Middle East ?”
Plenty to see. A short list that needs to be shorter…
Must dash…
