Last night 25 of us went to Sittingbourne dogtrack to celebrate Ian’s 22nd Birthday….bless him. He did the obligatory drink too much, puke all over yourself number that has become a favourite pursuit of the birthday crowd.
On the dog racing front, I got quite into it and was studying their form, odd, lane preference etc. and feel like I learnt quite a bit (except I kept calling them horses!)
I managed to not lose much and won quite a few races (not me personally, I couldn’t run thyat fast), and I think we’d all definately go again.
