A night at the races

Greyhound racing!

We took my Dad as he used to enjoy going when we were small children. He'd take us on a Saturday night, probably to give my Mum a few hours of peace (now I think about it!). Kids were free, so we would be lifted over the turnstiles, then we would go in the unlicenced stand.

It brought back a few memories for me, but I'm not a gambler or a racing fan, and I don't really agree with dog racing. It looks like exhausting work for them, not fun. Dad loved the night, though, and has asked me to take him again when we next go. We will go again for Dad, but not for ourselves ... and hopefully not too soon!