The end of the race was in sight but still a darned sign too far ahead to sprint to it, in this month.
It occurs to me I’ve never been to a horse race and am unlikely I ever will. The only interest I have in it as a sport is having it ended. I have been to racing tracks for exams, an antiques fair, the lost trades fair (literally two weekends ago), and to check tickets on the train barrier at Flemington. That’s it.
Yeah I’ve run out of talking about horses. This month I did a fair amount of phoning it in.
