[dropcap]Y[/dropcap]oouuu reckon, you’ve heard it allll before, don’t you, Blog? Yes, you do. I know yoouuu. Well, get this…
On the Friday of Cheltenham, after a couple of races, when we were really cracking away, on the Tattersalls pitch, I was calling the bets to my clerk, Michelle, and she was continually being disturbed by someone. But by who, at such a busy and crucial time? It was a Facebooker, Blog! “And what, on Earth, did the Facebooker want?” I hear you cry out! It wanted to use our computer, to check it’s said, Facebook account!
IT WAS TOLD WHERE TO GO AND WHAT TO DO ON ARRIVAL..!!
In other news:
Cockney’s, 314 Portobello Road, Notting Hill, W10 5RU. Rich and sticky mincemeat pies. No Eels available, and I was told by the lady owner, to arrive early for such beasts (gutted). She had also made the decision not to serve puddings (I was obviously not in, that day, to avert such an error!). Two eat for under a tenner. STILL GREAT VALUE TO BE HAD IN LONDON TOWN. 7
Over and out, B x