Weekend Racing Tips
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A rarity for Sunday

For a number of reasons, you are getting a Sunday post. Firstly I had a note from a Mrs Trellis of North Wales, who thought

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Weekend Racing Tips
Capt. Kneesup

Better the devil you know…

It’s hard to know what to make of the nellies who constitute the lower orders on the Conservative backbenches. The Rt. Hon. Member for Frightfully-Cross

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Capt. Kneesup

2021 – Half-full at best.

A slow and steady start to the day after a delicious beano last night. Chums from Warwickshire who had been dining elsewhere came to inspect

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They’re Off!

What Ho and a “Crikey” and a “View Halloa” as the National Hunt season breaks cover for the first time this year. Of course, I

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Capt. Kneesup

QIPCO British Champions Day

A quiet lunch in East Garston, where I see the shoot wagon bringing in hungry souls all sporting long woollen socks and rather bizarrely in

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Warning: Work can kill you

What I have always suspected, has now been proven in a study, undertaken by that august body the Chinese-run WHO and the  International Labour Organisation

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St Leger Festival
Capt. Kneesup

Massively under-exercised

Dear old Mark Twain, who could be something of a dark cove when it came to amusing, intelligent writing, once said: “I have never taken

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St Leger Festival
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St Leger Meeting Day 3

I read this morning of The Commonwealth Secretariat, which provided employment to a chisel-jawed Australian-Canadian lawyer, (several boxes ticked there in terms of Commonwealth), called

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Weekend Racing Tips
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Who Cares – Cha Cha Cha

Yesterday I went to London. It was exactly 77 weeks to the Friday in March 2020, and once again I was lunching in a London

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