Come on number 3!

Had a fantastic day at the races. It was ladies' day, yes I know it's unbelievable that I managed to wangle a ticket and be a lady for once, but we all had a fab time.

My theory was, just bet on number 3 for every race, sooner or later horse number 3 will win...of course none of them did, but I still had a great time. Despite queuing for an hour and a half for a pitcher of Pimm's, and two of our gang fainting with the heat. Everyone was okay in the end, and agreed it had been great. And what a scorcher!

So then it was time to join a hen night in Newcastle, I'm afraid I didn't fare so well and am now back home, cream crackered. Off to retire to my bed. Nighty night.