I love the photo of Golden Miller with my other hero, Mick the Miller ( is that in the book?).I’d love to have been around when horse racing and the dogs was part of everyone’s lives. It was like that when I was a child but was coming to an end when I got back to racing in my thirties. Even twenty years ago dog racing wasn’t frowned upon the way it is now; the WI used to arrange trips to Nottingham. Being nocturnal myself I can relate to Dorothy Paget but sadly without the riches.
