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Wild Horses

After a busy morning’s faffing about I was very late having my breakfast. This situation saw me settling down with a bowl of porridge to watch the 2.40 “E. B. F. Mares’ ‘national Hunt’ Novices’ Hurdle (qualifier)” from Leicester. I … Continue reading

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