Got home at 5 30...left home 11 15....So 6 15 hrs driving and having to put Rad-Seal in the car after the radiator had blown a hole
...I cant believe the directions from 3 garages
fckin muppets... then i phone the Casino and the receptionist was about as much use as Spencer on a fav, so at 3 15 and the tournament had started at 2 00 .. i gave up !
Oh and Tony then told me none of my selections had won
I knew this was going to be a bad day, as i turned off the M42 a fcking Magpie nearly hit my windscreen.....Those Magpie's are bad news...some say you should salute a Magpie and say,"Good afternoon Mr Magpie have a nice day and say hello to Mr's Magpie for me" but I told this one, "You mad bastard fck off" !!!!............Guess that told me then
Oh well, it was a day to forget at least we got home safe and my little greyhound was pleased to see me
