Parklife

It's been a while since I've been greyhound racing, so a night out at Colwick Park came as a welcome distraction to the routine of weekly life.

I had a few of my reverse forecasts come up, but meagre tote returns each time meant a slight, but not unwelcome, profit on the evening.

Highlight of the night was our group being asked to award the trophy to the winning owner on the last feature race. We told our naive & frankly gullible representative that he had to keep the dog after. The speed with which he left after the ceremony only matching that of the victorious animal.