He had already established himself as the standard-bearer at Charlie Longsdon’s nascent training operation and was a totally reformed character from the one that usually belted a few on the way round in running up ordinary hunters’ chase form last winter.
His Sandown win added another dimension to him, namely handling really bad ground effectively, and I was very much looking forward to him trying his luck at Cheltenham and Aintree no matter what the ground did. A desperate, desperate shame.
The patron saint of lower-grade fare. A gently critical friend of point-to-pointing. Kindness is a political act.