The first day of the Spring Carnival, but I don’t feel the usual sense of anticipation and excitement. The buzz of years gone by seems to be missing. The fillies are out but don’t seem arouse me. Maybe my life force has diminished? Maybe the crowd is down? Maybe it’s the club’s fault. They have replaced the outside betting ring with an owners and trainers bar, complete with fake green grass! What are they thinking? Don’t they want people to bet? And the tote. They used to have caravans with people and machines. Now they have portable totes just with machines. The humans have been given the flick. It’s just like the pokies, but in fresh air!

I’m trying to build up my photo collection of gear combinations and scored a good one with Lone Rock. Cross over noseband and nasal strip! Glass Harmonium took my eye and looked spiffy in his black ear muffs. I wonder if he picked them up at the S&M counter in an adult shop?  Gai was doing her best to enthuse the punters about Pierro, but I thought he just looked like a horse. I had Epaulette on top, but didn’t bet. Only two bets for the day. I showed admirable restraint until the seventh when I backed Exceptionally, who managed to weave through traffic for third at $2.60. But then I did a backflip and reverse somersault and gave some back on Aerobatics in the last.

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