Who ? Patch ?
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Playing a few games of 9-ball pool in an air-conditioned club and partaking of cold lagers. Unfortunately my mate had to leave early and so now I find myself in a pub garden 10 minutes walk from my house… oh well. Beer appears to be double strength in this weather!
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Newmarket. In a glorified tent on a corporate freebie. I sat around and drank an inordinate amount of champagne and gin, and every so often a bunch of horses ran past outside. Which was a bit weird.
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I worked in Newmarket for a few years. Full of short violent people.
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So … the perfect day then.
I’ve just finished a decent (but probably ordinate) amount of home-made Margarita while watching old re-runs of TOTP. Bananarama. Yes please.
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I sat outside next to where the security women were gossiping - previous day had been ‘Ladies Day’, and they’d had 31 fights to deal with and 68 ‘other incidents’.
I have no interest in horse racing, and now I have even less. But the free booze was nice.
You, sir, are correctamundo 
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Toffs, innit.
More like spivs, conmen, pickpockets and chancers.
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It’s actually mostly drunk, shoulderchippy, wannabes who think they magically become toffs if they go to this stuff. Lots of scaffolders with chimpanzee-legs in overtight, overshort trousers and bare feet wedged into pointy molester loafers (see Cunty Shoe thread for examples) who think a designer-label shirt from TK Maxx is the height of class - plus the kind of heavily-tattooed, lightly-clothed, leather-skinned melanoma farms who like men like that. Actual toffs were tucked away in the inner sanctums of the Jockeys Club and suchlike and rarely surfaced.
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You missed the coke heads. No race meeting is complete without a queue to the stalls and copious amounts of sniffing.
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Remiss of me. I went for a piss and thought I’d walked into a snowstorm… 
Inhale deeply and go with the flow 
Anybody looks at you, even a glance, challenge them to a fight.
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Black Rocks Park run again this morning, bit cooler, and my personal best 5k.
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Re-fueling now, cos’ I is athlete innit.
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That happens when the support wires snap and the cloud starts to slide down the sky. Don’t worry, the maintenance people will sort it out overnight.
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Thank you. Thought it was the onset of Armageddon for a moment there.
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Looked quite extensive on this morning’s news.
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Well the local lodge just marched up and down the main street (no band). They’re on their way to Newtownhamilton now apparently.
It’s the monster parade here tomorrow - 75 bands and 100,000 supporters. People were already leaving out chairs to reserve a space last night.
I see they’ve already had their traditional ‘man dies after falling from stack of pallets’ moment.