Karl’s Stag Doo
Karl’s Stag Doo
It’s a lovely day for the races as we gather in Haydock for Karl’s stag doo. Pre-beers are downed prior to going through the turnstiles and we’re off to find the slowest horses in the county and throw money at them. None of us really has any idea about horses but there are one or two small wins and pretty much everyone is content to have a flutter.
The old saying ‘A gambler never makes the same mistake twice, it’s usually three or four more times.’ seems pretty true for me as I back horses presumably spared from the glue-factory by some kind of lucky dip.
It’s a good excuse to get drunk in the sunshine though and the meal and drinks which follow are enough to wipe us all out for the next few days. We all slowly start to accept that we’re just not built for this anymore!