Too often, like Cheltenham this year, we are mourning the loss of brave horses
who left this life long before their time. It’s a nice feeling to smile and think
“well done my Son, you did us proud and lived a long and happy life” This is one of
those times, and it lifts me a little from the recent horrors. I hope that this column
is full of happy stories of horses that follow in Trempolino’s hoof prints