On This Day…
OK, I made it. With credit card stuck under my armpit with gaffer tape in case I ended up on a train, naked and on my way to Scotland, I need have had no such fears!
What a top day though. I think most of the guys came away from the horses with more of the bookmaker’s money than they had of theirs. I was about £10 down, but that was fine as I was planning to lose up to £100, so in the eyes of a gambler. I was £90 up 
Every one turned up and mixed well and when we got to Southampton, the guys stepped up the pressure with some awful drink called a flat liner, or three and some strange thing with a glass inside a glass, with red bull and something like hoisin sauce. It was disgusting. Jaeger miester or some such thing. I still think the flat liners were the worst, with the heat of Tabasco lingering on your lips for about an hour after.
Bumped into ex-Saints Manager, Mark Wotte, who was sacked the other day. I told him I though he had been hard done by and that I thought he was at least, loyal. He thanked me, shook my hand and he continued his phone conversation.
Anyhow, a little jaded but I was ok enough to get everyone on the bus and home. Seems a bit strange for the stag to be doing, but I’m just happy Murray (Best Man) got me home safe too… great day.
On this day in history and last year…
Weather = Widget is broken but I guess it’s 17 and sunny intervals!
Mood meter = 
