Oh, my goodness! Never mind the width, feel the quality! We have some exceptional horses on here. Fantastic, Crazy - if I wasn't at Lingfield, I'd go and see him. Go, BERGO, go! Owned by Mary Findlay, Harry's mummy, who is a very nice Scottish lady. Had the chance for a longish chat with her at Brighton, where I asked why he spoke with an Essex accent, not a Scottish one. She said she and the boys went to Essex when Harry was five, and that he very quickly decided to drop his Scottish voice and assume that of the locals. She put him into a kilt for a school event one day, which she says seemed to have been the last straw, as he got teased by hysterical classmates. After that, it was firmly 'Arry Findlay, and the end of Bonnie Scotland for him! (Can you imagine him in a kilt now?)