"As they cross the Melling Road for the first time....!!!"
Yes, it's that time again - it's Grand National time!!
The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither and I are not, by nature, gamblers. Somehow, the glamour and allure of hanging around litter-strewn, smoke-choked bookies with a load of sullen tramps/alcoholics/Irish "gentlemen" has never really appealed to us. Likewise, handing over the few pence Lloyds Bank doesn't filch off us each week to crooked spivs, bedecked in anchor chain-jewellery, on the outcome of races between drugged lower mammals carrying on their backs drugged higher mammals - well, Irishmen at any rate - stricken by pituitary dwarfism has always seemed to us to be an ill-advised use of scarce funds.
However, today is Grand National day and so VSTB EW and I have what is euphemistically known as "a flutter". Well, it's tradition, isn't it? It's like contracting clap from sore-riddled whores when you're in the Army or accidentally breaking wind when you meet your other half's parents for the first time - it's got to be done.
So, STB EW and I have pooled our knowledge of the Sport of Kings, examined the form, had a quiet word with a few stable girls, read the Racing Post from cover to cover and, having poured over all the resultant information, picked out a number of nags based on whether they've got a nice name or the jockeys wear pretty colours.
Yes, you will be pleased to know that the clever money this afternoon will be riding on:
Simon - 12/1 (Pither), Chelsea Harbour - 14/1 (Pither), McKelvey - 25/1 (Pither), Cloudy Lane - 6/1 (Soon-to-be ex-wife), Tumbling Dice - 150/1 (Soon-to-be ex-wife), Hedgehunter - 12/1 and Comply Or Die - 10/1 (Soon-to-be ex-wife).
Ok, it's not so much a flutter as a livestock auction! I've also got £1 on John McCrirrick winning as well!! The performance of my thoroughbreds will depend largely on how much their milk rounds took out of them this morning while Mrs P has plumped for the favourite, a second favourite, a 247-year-old gluepot-dodger and, in Tumbling Dice, an animal which has recovered well from surgery and is showing no signs of being troubled by the removal of one of its legs.
The Grand National and betting in general are hovering on the edge of Grantham as I write.
POSTSCRIPT:
8.48pm, Saturday, April 5. STB EW is £60 up on the deal. I am SOL so......the Grand National and betting in general can go to Grantham.
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Saturday, 5 April 2008
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WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007
SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1.
From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).
Monday, 12 November 2007
Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.
....And On the Subject of Great Public Services
I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.
...There's More
On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!
Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!
Oh...........my............God!!!!!
My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!
Tuesday, 18 September 2007.
I wish I'd sung this!
For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can.
(P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.)
P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.
To Make You Laugh and Cry
I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons.
On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"
This Is My Life, Rated | |
Life: | 4.2 |
Mind: | 4.1 |
Body: | 2.7 |
Spirit: | 8 |
Friends/Family: | 1.6 |
Love: | 0 |
Finance: | 5.9 |
Take the Rate My Life Quiz |
I First Saw This When I Was Little - And Loved It! I Hope That Explains a Few Things
Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck
It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact.
To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:
Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........
In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today.
The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared.
Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.
Life On The Edge - No Net.
I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal?
Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having!
Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting!
Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.
The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?
Be honest........
Who fucking cares!!
1 comment:
Hi Reg
Sorry about your bets. McKelvey paid the ultimate sacrifice, laying down his life for your fiver each way.
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