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I've worked with two people who are racing mad due to their fathers being bookies. One of them arranged most of his holidays to attend things like the Cheltenham Festival.
I don't have the first idea when it comes to horsies, but I enjoyed being invited to the Races at Ripon and York. I can understand why people go, very exciting events.
Actually on a similar theme, I spent Saturday afternoon sitting at my breakfast bar in my kitchen, supping vodka and apple juice, with Soccer Saturday on one window of my laptop, and paddypower's live horse racing in another!
I was as happy as a pig in sh*t!
I was about £50 up too, until I bet all my winnings on a stupid donkey called Lady Lube! (Well it was Lady Lube Rye to be exact).
Actually on a similar theme, I spent Saturday afternoon sitting at my breakfast bar in my kitchen, supping vodka and apple juice, with Soccer Saturday on one window of my laptop, and paddypower's live horse racing in another!
I was as happy as a pig in sh*t!
I was about £50 up too, until I bet all my winnings on a stupid donkey called Lady Lube! (Well it was Lady Lube Rye to be exact).
lady lube ?
you are being deliberately provacative this avvie, you minxie minx
Actually on a similar theme, I spent Saturday afternoon sitting at my breakfast bar in my kitchen, supping vodka and apple juice, with Soccer Saturday on one window of my laptop, and paddypower's live horse racing in another!
I was as happy as a pig in sh*t!
I was about £50 up too, until I bet all my winnings on a stupid donkey called Lady Lube! (Well it was Lady Lube Rye to be exact).
I think its great, while working away last year, I got to watch all the events i missed during the day via their streaming service, and I'm watching the snooker now
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