None of the horses that we wanted to win, won.
And that was quite annoying.
At first, it was just a bit annoying, but then, as the sequence continued, it got more and more annoying.
Not even this guy could relieve the gloom, as he was squeezed out just as it looked like he was about to break for the line.
Thankfully, there was good beer and good company, because the rest was – as I may already have pointed out – rather kak.
A great morning out at The Gallops at HollywoodBets Kenilworth this morning. Ostensibly to watch one particular horse, but it was just a chilled morning out with some drinks and some bacon rolls, while the horses do their thing along the track there.
Taking photos of a ton and a bit of horse running directly at you at 60kph through the heat haze is never hugely easy, but I actually quite like this all action shot of all eight (equine) legs all airborne taken while they were about 200 metres out.
It’s just for exercise and familiarity with the surroundings for the horses, so there’s no real competition here, but you know that the jockeys don’t want to come in second on any of their rides, so the speed is very real.
I’m not heading back to the races in the foreseeable future, not least because the next meeting there is The Met, and I haven’t got a stitch to wear.
(I know, it’s gruesome that someone so handsome should care, but I do.)
Lucky enough to go along to Kenilworth today and watch this guy’s second ever race. And was he ever ready to go:
But once the tension and the nerves in the Parade Ring had dissipated, he went out and he did the business in a very strong field.
“Winner winner, chicken dinner”, as the locals say. Although actually, I think they have plans to race him some more first.
Amazing result. I’ll let you know when he’s racing again so that you can win some money, too.
I’m not a gambling man. Except for the golf, obviously. But we went along to the horseracing yesterday, and you can’t do that without a bit of betting.
I didn’t win on many races, but when I did win, I won (relatively) big.
So, after a great afternoon with a lot of laughs and fun, I still came home with more money than I set out with.
And a smile on my face as Sheffield Wednesday got relegated.
It was a good day.
Most of this afternoon was spent at Kenilworth Racecourse, watching the racehorsing.
The last race was especially fun. I won rather a lot of money, which was quite unexpected, but ever so welcome.