The great joy of it all begins tomorrow as the nation skives off four glorious days of punting. Meanwhile here’s a picture of one that’s awkward to saddle and ‘has his own thoughts about the game,’ this being one of racing commentary’s standby expressions which translates to either a) animal is a nutter or b) animal has downed tools for a graze of the track. The blog is saying Dunguib in the first, though this is hardly original, with maybe a little e/w cover on Flat Out at 16/1. We will be back with some juicy prices throughout the week once the stars are in proper alignment.

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5 Responses to Cheltenham

  1. Geraldine says:

    That photo is like a painting!

  2. Stephen Foster says:

    I just picked it up our of the archives, I’d forgotten about it but now I look at it I think I should get a print…

  3. OS says:

    Geraldine is right.

    BTW, winger, I met up with Bluto today while I was walking Jasper up Longton Park. He’s a nutter like you when it comes to Hosses. (Bluto that is and not Jasper.) He loves Cheltenham. I got an idea. You – hosses – gambling – writer (stifles a giggle). Bluto – hosses – gambling – hard man of the 70’s – story?

    Yay or neigh?


  4. Daftburger says:

    Look at this poetry lovers!

    Myth’s river- where his mother dipped him, fished him, a slippery golden boy flowed on, his name on its lips.
    Without him, it was prophesised, they would not take Troy.

    Women hid him, concealed him in girls’ sarongs; days of sweetmeats, spices, silver songs…

    But when Odysseus came, with an athlete’s build, a sword and a shield, he followed him to the battlefield, the crowd’s roar,

    And it was sport, not war, his charmed foot on the ball…

    But then his heel, his heel, his heel…

    Can you guess who it’s about? ::)

  5. Stephen Foster says:

    John Terry?

    He’s a bit of a heel.

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