Win, Place Or Show

In the morning, we hung around the villa; Alistair joined us from his West Coast hotel bearing bubbles.  We took a taxi (van) to Garrison Savannah racetrack for the first race meeting of the year.   We had a pot for wagers and lost the lot.  Only Gill won with her own side bet, on a horse called Gunsmoke.  

After the last race we headed to Jake's, close to home, for dinner followed by a relatively early night.