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AS per usual I did not win a bawbee on the Grand National. This may be because I did not place a wager. I rarely have since any nag I used to back was cursed from the off and crashed into the first fence it could find.
This year's race has caused yet another stushie over animal cruelty. On this I tend to side with the animal rights nutters, having witnessed at first hand what human tubes will do where beasties are concerned. I fondly recall accompanying my dear friend Adam (surname withheld for legal reasons and through loss of memory) to Wallyford dog tracks where the hound he'd bought in Ireland was super-doped before being fed a couple of sausage rolls. At the first bend its legs gave way, causing its backers to froth at the mouth.See the full content of this document
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Foraging for Cut-Price Cds
The Grand National is no different, though I suspect the quality of sausage rolls at Aintree is rather better than those they used to serve at Wallyford. Two horses died and will doubtless turn up soon on a menu in Paris. Meanwhile the winner was Ballabriggs. Its tr...
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