racehorses, it turns out, are big and this statue of a horse's head was bigger than most real horses: that's me just under its nose...
brian and david were very stingy and wouldn't give me any pocket money to bet so i came home with nothing. still, the horses they bet on didn't run as well as they expected and they came home with less than nothing!
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What nice photos - and good to see that David (suit) and Brian (tie)were colour-coordinated to match your outfit.
Maybe next time D & B will let you choose the horses.
I could have given you some hot tips: I'm very good at choosing winners, but I don't tell anyone which one to back until after the race to as not to spoil the surprise. Sorry we didn't have a chance to chat on Friday, but I thought it was best not to disturb your tĂȘte-a-tĂȘte with Hippolyta...
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yes, sharon, i insisted that they follow my dress code.
if there had been a horse called karrits i would have taken that as an omen and insisted that d & b put a bet on it, but they all had very silly names.
hi, coz! actually brian was following your system and i thought david was going to smack him one, so it's as well you both weren't there. brian decided after one race had started that they ought to have backed a horse called titus (for some obscure literary reason that i've forgotten); needless to say it was all too late and, of course, it won...
hippolyta was very cordial but i think she is rather suspicious about the various developments that occurred which prevented her from joining us in greece.
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