The Racecourse

The day began with a bus picking us up to go to the racecourse at about 12pm, by the time we had waited for the bus for 5 minutes in the searing midday heat then Andy’s shirt was already stuck to him and his feet were on fire in his black shoes! Needless to say, there weren’t many men in suits and the ladies didn’t have to fork out the money for jackets to go with their dresses! We were very glad of the marquee which had a few fans blowing into it and kept us out of the sun a bit, but if we ventured outside to watch a race we frazzled instantly in temperatures around 35 degrees! The only thing for it was to drink more!