A Day At The Races – Part 4 – The Final Chapter

Then came the dreaded jaunt back to the B&B. I knew it would be a long one, but I had no idea. After sitting in the chilly night-time air for hours, now suitably cold-to-the-bone, we then had to queue for the return shuttle bus and because of how long it took for me to get Read More

A Day At The Races – Part 3

Now, I’m not condoning this, neither would I recommend it, but alcohol is one of those things that really helps me with the pain (recalling one New Year’s Eve Party, where I was so numb from the waist down, that I couldn’t even feel the smarting during a floor-seated performance of ‘Oops Upside Your Head’. Read More

A Day At The Races – Part 2

So after all that hard work of getting to York, scaling the B&B to set up camp, donning my fancy wears… we still had to get ourselves to the Racecourse itself. It was about 3 miles from the B&B. Now, do you think either Himself or I had even considered how we were going to Read More

A Day At The Races – Part 1

So you know what that means… I had to buy a hat! (I’m THIS happy! …if I could jump that way anyway! Oh well, I can on the internet! ) So I was all geared up and ready to go (being a ‘Hippy’ requires organisation to the highest degree; for example, ensuring you have all Read More