Night at the dawgs.

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.

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