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Plus 16 and dry when driving in.

Dry here but not at Newbury where the heavens opened last night (74mm) and the racecourse ground has gone from good to firm to Heavy with a 7.30 inspection.

Our intended runner Sunblazer will not be going as he wants it rattling! Bugger…

If racing does go ahead Nick Clark will be pleased as today is his companies HHandC annual sponsorship.

The Haynes, Hanson and Clark Condition Stakes. Haynes, Hanson and Clark are Newbury’s longest serving Flat race sponsors and Newbury has been told that it will only stop when Nick Clark has passed on..many years to come then..

Apparently Barry Hills is Nick Clark’s most loyal client.. I too use Nick for his wine is excellent.

David Bass was in this morning for 3 lots and with Mikey Hamill, Fionn Summers and Henry Morshead we jumped many on the all weather over hurdles . Pictures but no video later..

David Bass is now riding out here on three mornings a week which is good news. Graham Potts our vet is now coming in twice a week and along with Tuesday he now appears on Fridays.

Good to hear from JP McNamara last night. JP has taken all on the chin and carries on as if nothing has happened. Tough as teak and a top chap. JP rode for me some years ago..

Headlines of todays Racing Post...Godolphin are cutting back.. How many horses do they own with their studs and racing yards around the world?

We sent out our latest newsletter yesterday and in it I mentioned that if you would like a copy of our open day brochure please let me know and I will pop one in the post.....

Frikkie ou Appels se baas

Frikkie works hard at the office but spends two nights each week bowling, and plays golf every Saturday.

His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a localstrip club.

The doorman at the club greets them and says, 'Hey, Frikkie! How ya doin?'

His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before.

'Oh no,' says Frikkie. 'He's in my bowling league.

When they are seated, a waitress asks Frikkie if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser

His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, 'How did she know that you drink Budweiser?'

'I recognize her, she's the waitress from the golf club

I always have a Bud at the end of the 1st nine, honey.'

A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Frikkie, starts to rub herself all over him and says,

‘Hi Frikkie. Want your usual table dance, big boy?'

Frikkie 's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club

Frikkie follows and spots her getting into a cab

Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her.

Frikkie tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else, but his wife is having none of it .

She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every 4 letter word in the book.

The cabby turns around and says,

'Geez , Frikkie you picked up a real b*itch this time..

Frikkie's funeral will be on Sunday...