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29th November 2017
Plus 2 and dry when driving in. Feels cold. Colder tomorrow?
The sun shone brightly at Lingfield yesterday and we left there feeling warmed by the winning performance of First Flow.
First Flow had a couple of encouraging runs in bumpers finishing 4th in both so yesterday was First Flow's first hurdle race, and I am pleased to say Tony was there to witness what looked like a pretty decent performance from his horse.
The horse jumped like a buck and David, who is riding so well, took his time on this big horse and produced him to join the leader at the second last before going clear.
Happy faces. Tony was supported by his old friends Don and Val Churston and John Croxford and we celebrated by having a good lunch in the racecourses panoramic restaurant.
First Flow was bought from Karrie Fanshawe whose husband Robert seems to buy properties for all my friends and owners..
Forgetting all that Karrie begged me to come and see First Flow and allowed David Bass to ride work on him with one of our horses in Lambourn about this time last year. We like what we saw and we bought him for Tony Solomons.
Tony, who is my longest serving owner, also owns Harry Topper who should have been running at Chepstow next week, but annoyingly he over reached at a fence and gave himself a nasty cut while schooling here last week, which means that he will probably miss that target....Tony has had a horse with me every year since my second season.. I was a child and he was in his early 40s…
David Bass was in this morning.
We jumped Biscuit, Carqalin, Dandy Dan, Diva Reconce, El Presente, Laval Noir, Milord, Our Belle Amie, Rhaegar, Station Master, Vinndication and Wandrin Star.
Hereford returns on good to firm ground today.. hard to believe, but of course they have not watered and have also missed the rain..
We have no runners today..
A father asked his 10 year old son if he knew about the birds and the bees.
’I don’t want to know’ the child said, bursting into tears, ’Promise me you wont tell me’
Confused the father asked what was wrong.
The boy sobbed.
'When I was six I got There’s no Easter Bunny speech
At seven I got the There’s no Tooth fairy speech'
When I was eight, you hit me with the There’s no Santa speech
If you going to tell me that grown ups don’t really get laid I’ll have nothing left to live for’