Monday, April 03, 2006


At a wedding in York on Saturday. The river was high but my spirits were low. No matter what you say, I always think there's something terrible about a wedding. Anyway, at the reception met a decent guy called Mike who told me his one true horse racing tale.
A young lady who'd never been racing before goes to the races for the first time with her boyfriend. They pop over to the paddock to see the runners before the first and she comments "Well, this is a small racecourse, isn't it?"

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