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Hoof you hotshot son of a gun
get yourself out of the
48 crash
the two million dole mob
doss merchnantsAternatively go to
suzyquattro.com
and see a smaller
version of gamblegamble doesn’t use
leather gimmicks
she stirs her wrinks
with pink skin
and plenty of it
and points many
in the direction of her
big lip art
and lots of it –
pigsmackersGood to see you
although I once thought
you were the other half
of the disreputable cygnet brothers
where’s your ride
a white swan
golden boy.No I forget
you were a different
class
The racecourse itself has wonderful facilties.
Only £2 entry into the Premier Enclosure when i was given a free colour racecard by the lovley seller in her booth and wished me a very nice day when it was handed to me.
In the stand I had a wonderful three course meal with two glasses of wine and a freshley brewed cup of tea all served with silver service from waitresses who had a beaming smile and even gave a tip in the first race which won at 10-1.
The Grandstands have excellent viewing with the whole course visible and no stage infront for the after meeting pop concert which instead took place behind the course in the new venue which was built purely for after racing music.
All on course bookies took £1 ew to 1/4 odds as opposed to 1/7 which is slowly appearing now, The pool betting system puts a lot of gross profits into prize money with other money being given to various racing and non racing charities.
The dress code was relaxed but people still wore their best suits and ladies had their best outfits with hats while the chav brigade got looked after with their feature race being the 0-55 Burbury Handicap over 1m.
After the 10 race card i left the track to see a huge fleet of buses which gave free travel to the station so i could catch my cheap train back into Manchester, I can say that Harino is well run racecourse and their are plans soon to have a "Festival" like everyother racecourse in the country.
So to sum up a very nice afternoon with cheap entry,friendly staff,cheap food,bookies who dont rip off punters and racegoers treated like people and not one sign of drunkeness or ejits walking round with a huge beer barrell strapped to their backs.
Well worth a visit.
Gamble my ol’ mate, how nice of you to respond to one of my posts. I feel quite wasted. I can’t think why you considered me as the alter ego of that young guilded/gelded long necked pond dweller. As for the Devil Gate Drive chantuese, well, wet dreams are just about a thing of the past for me these days. I just sort of limp along from day to day. Fortunately I’m still gainfully employed which keeps a glimmer of interest by the SOH in my ageing form.
Hope you are keeping in some sort of rude health yourself. I had a swatch at that Harino site and was quite impressed, but the thought of a CD-ROM disc dropping on the door mat filled me with dread. The "we know where you live" syndrome.
Have you been aproached regarding an anti blue tongue vaccine yet?"I am comfortably numb"
I can’t think why you considered me as the alter ego of that young guilded/gelded long necked pond dweller.
Well, just to receive such a deliciously accurate definition of one of the lost shoot on sight ark mammals.
Hoof, I would suggest your hemmingway be jealous, comfortably numb posting accurately depicts and describes most lives in here. On a personal level I have been heading to the bottom of the pond for five years but was forcibly held down there since 2005 when the fates dealt me five cards all with scream masks as jokers.
I am desperately seeking an adventure to buck the trend but am lacking in confidence and means to pull anything off just now. The two billy goats whatyoushould and whatyoumight keep high kicking me back and forth down no hope alley. The fomer kicks me further and has larger hoof’ ‘n horns.
Somethings gotta give. As for anti blue tongue vaccine, if I manage to get some I’ll give it to the little devil numbskull creature that sits picking his feet and shouting obscenities in my inner shower lobes.
Oh dear, oh dear Gamble, I’m really sorry your are in such dire straights (sic).I can’t imagine what’s going on with you but if a short pm to me to put me in the picture would ease both our cases, do it now, please. You never know such a numbskull as I might find an quiet route for the inevitable way ahead.
"Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying"
Hoof it is a terrific joy
to witness an ‘old’ poster
hitting the headlines again
and with such energy.
It connects the pastThe boards and theses houses
have always fascinated me.
There is always a surprise
a new angle, a new angel, a new vitality.
Something to brood
or move into a higher realm.As for me
yes you have drawn me out,
a little, but I assure you
I thrive on adversity
and my mind is in pretty acute shape.
Erm what did you say k k crone
As for pm’s
I rarely do them
but will send you a pleasantry
when the reezan thread
deals its decisive hand."when the reezan thread
deals its decisive hand."It has taken a while Gamble, but I have waded through the "reezan thread" and insomnia apart,by what I can make out there seems to be a consensus that the posts on TRF are lacking somewhat in the quality stakes these days. Neil Watson apart, take a look at the pathetic, witless and juvenile responses to a reasonable enquiry at the beginning of this thread for instance. There are still quite a few gems to be found by using a very fine riddle. Not so much wheat from chaff as grains of sand from chuckie stones. As for insomnia, well I have found that the complete lack of a conscience and a few copious draughts of Rioja will carry one to the land of nod as soon as the ankles are level with the ears. javascript:emoticon(‘:wink:’)
"The child has grown, the dream is gone"
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"The child has grown, the dream is gone"
the dream is slighltly rose tinted Hoof
but basically you have hit a nail.
I have got a horrible Lindeman head
from yesterday I am drowning this minute
in pool of Becks,
as I sit throughthe jungle juice of Papillon"honest to god I must be light headed"
McQueen just said
As for Rioja it has its charm
I veer towards the big australian reds
its the space they give
A sober pm awaits you in the months ahead
by what I can make out there seems to be a consensus that the posts on TRF are lacking somewhat in the quality stakes these days.
That wouldn’t be a view I share – there’s never not something of interest going on somewhere on the boards.
My take on matters has always been, and shall remain, that the easiest way to make sure TRF at least in part meets your own personal quality standards is to post enough quality stuff of your own, and see what debate it might provoke.
Despite some recent high-profile departures from the TRF usership, and notwithstanding the occasional flaming and trolling (hardly a brand new phenomenon on this website), there remain many, many genuinely engaging and informative posters here – the "streams of bat’s piss" I referred to on the Ask Zome thread, if you like. For as long as one doesn’t lose sight of this, TRF remains one of the most rewarding little corners of cyberspace.
gc
Jeremy Grayson. Son of immigrant. Adoptive father of two. Metadata librarian. Freelance point-to-point / horse racing writer, analyst and commentator wonk. Loves music, buses, cats, the BBC Micro, ale. Advocate of CBT, PACE and therapeutic parenting. Aspergers.
"I veer towards the big australian reds"
They don’t come much bigger or redder than Ayers Rock!
"You’re coming through in waves"
Walking the hoof path is rocky and requires
a medium level of fitness.In the bar afterwards
the straw feels heavy
to lift and manoever.
Ice cubes like a man trap
coldly catch fluorescent to make
the whisky look like a
rusty gator filled billabongGrays you writing smells of sense but
just walk through a graveyard late at night
and feel the unreassuring prosaic of the words
then cross the Betchamin bridge
and sense the cold sensation on the neck
– back of …
telling you about the dead
and the dates that caught them
and how they cant move their arms
and how they aint never coming baaa ck.Hoof . welcome back , its been a while , I agree the posting content is sedate , and frankly you wonder if most of the folks live in the bottom of a sainsbuyrs plastic bag , thankfully we have flatcap and Glen currently adding value and colour
AS FOR THE dreaded Reezan thread , can you tell me where it is ,
cheers
Ricky
I am more than halfway with you Ricky
and it is good to see you and
Hoof on the circuit again
however in my view current posters provide solid posts
much like the old crowd, I just feel the old
contributors who cannot be copied or mimmicked,
leave quite a large hole – inevitable really,
one cannot bring back the dead – unless Cormack
changes his name to Lazarus or offers a bounty.The chances of that happening are similar to
Meatloaf murdering the Nolan sisters
and cooking and eating two of them.
(a dream related to me once)God Bless America
was a reiki experience,
I could feel the heat,
slow but vital,
vivre la difference.
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