Oh summer, where art thou?

Horses a bit wild at early morning feed today, they could feel the storm coming, I am amazed at their sensitivity to imminent weather and it duly arrived mid-morning, heavy rain and strong easterly winds, hard for the horses outside and hard on those that have spent months working hard preparing outdoor summer events.  No declarations at Hexham tomorrow, heavy ground with an inspection planned, wrong horses on the go; next entries Hexham Sunday 24th, I think we are due some high pressure next week - let's hope so.  Lucy one ride at Aintree tonight, Lord Usher in the 9.20 - very late home after that then, if it's on, back down to Hexham tomorrow - Pete in the 3.35 and Almutaham in the 4.35 then to Doncaster for Bailey's Agincourt in the 2pm on Sunday.

Black Caviar in her travel suit

Golf last night, second game of the year, this time at the picturesque Rosemount, perfect weather, great fun, followed up with Guinness, burgers and sticky toffee pudding, waddle waddle.  Hugely enjoying all the hype re Royal Ascot and Black Caviar in particular, 40 journalists out on Newmarket Heath at 4am to see her, extraordinary and love to see racing in the limelight; making a rare foray to Ascot ourselves next week, thought I'd better see if I can still squeeze into my seldom used morning coat, oh dear, only just, diet this weekend, but the mystery was my top hat, either it has shrunk or my head has grown.... ??