Well, I didn’t do too well at the Musselburgh races on Friday.
My first selection actually came last – it had a problem getting out of the starting gate!
I should have known not to back the next one – the jockey can’t even find it:
I whispered to the next one that he was going to be made into meat pies if he didn’t win, and he didn’t seem too keen on that.
There was a big crowd.
Out of my selections, I had one winner, and three seconds.