We are both full of cold (germs picked up in Lincolnshire!), so when we heared that our neighbours friends had a horse running in the first race, called 'One Sniff', we just knew we had to go!
Picnic packed, off we all went for a 'Jolly Day at the Races'. Hattie meanwhile was shipped off to her new 'Aunt' next door for the afternoon.
We got there in good time to have the obligatory glass of wine at the back of the car, before heading for the lorry park to wish One Sniff and his humans good luck.
Husband gets his tips straight from the horses mouth.
One Sniff looking pretty laid back as he heads down to the start.
Neck and neck as they jump the last fence. One Sniff finally finished second. All that remained for us to do was eat and drink our picnic whilst we watched the remaining races.
Shortly after the first race, we were joined by a friend of our neighbours; Melvyn. Chatting away, we soon discovered that we had a bit in common. You really can't go anywhere. Melvyn lives in Lincolnshire, and is good friends with many people we know in the Blankney hunting area. I guess when Sally reads this - she'll know exactly who I'm talking about!
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