Originally posted by Kathy@May 25 2008, 08:27 PM
You have done a great PR job for Great Leighs, Headstrong, and I alrready feel I know the place quite well and I haven't even been there.
Keep up the good work!
Others seem to have a very different view....from The Times.
Great Leighs flounders in mud as public are sold short
Long-awaited launch is labelled an "embarrassment" as lack of amenities proves source of displeasure Alan Lee Racing Correspondent
In one respect, you had to feel sorry for John Holmes yesterday. So many millions invested, so much time waiting for this moment, then it arrived with such cruel, unseasonal deluges that Holmes spent the night before getting soaked, filthy and almost tearfully frustrated as he helped clear a flooded underpass. He did not deserve that.
But the creator and owner of Britain's first new racecourse since 1927 could not corner the market in sympathy. Much of it was also due to those who came to Great Leighs for its long awaited public launch and found it, in the words of one leading trainer, “an embarrassment to our industry”.
Jeremy Noseda, striding around the half-finished site with a look of incredulity, had more to add. “Britain has some of the greatest racecourses in the world but this is like going back to the dark ages. It's a good track to run horses round but you wouldn't want to bring anyone here. As a leisure experience, it's a disgrace.”
Noseda may have been the most distinguished and outspoken critic. But he was far from alone among the pioneer crowd in feeling bewildered and let down. One day, this could yet be a model 21st-century racecourse, a credit to its patron. For the moment, however, it is about as much fun for the paying public as a camping holiday in relentless rain.
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It was the three inches of rain since Sunday, not to mention the showers and glowering skies of yesterday, which finally scuppered Holmes's chances of a serene opening. But there was more to the defects than sheer bad luck.
Sure, Holmes and his team freely admit this is still a work in progress. But it was the lack of basic amenities that was so disenchanting for those of us who have consistently supported the concept. To feel you had anything approaching a good time, you needed to be among the 500 hospitality punters, who paid £100 each to dine amid mock palm trees then dance to Alexander O'Neill.
The general public, even at £20 a head, was short-changed. As John Silverman, a St Albans man who took a day off work, said: “It just doesn't feel like a racetrack. I came here full of enthusiasm and I'm terribly disappointed. I wouldn't come again.”
Silverman pointed to the inadequate betting and viewing areas in the limited public region of the centre-course stand. He might equally have criticised the absence of food outlets, other than a few catering vans on a soggy square of grass, the beer at £4 a pint, or the only big screen being positioned way beyond the winning post.
It is frightening to imagine how many pairs of shoes were ruined by the quagmires around the car parks and the paddock. If this was unavoidable, given the prevailing weather, Holmes appeared to have no cogent excuse for the delayed emergency vehicle access, which threatened the meeting with humiliating abandonment until 9am yesterday.
Paul Dixon, chairman of the Racehorse Owners' Association, was one of those inconvenienced by the late inspection. “I ran four horses here and they were already on the road,” he said. “I think the track here is fantastic but there is a fair way to go with the infrastructure and a lot of little things weren't right today.”
There are, in fact, so many big things still to be done, like getting Health and Safety clearance to use the top tier of the stand and give more people a proper view on a track everyone believes to be the best all-weather in Britain. Holmes still maintains that a turf course will follow by 2010. He also says it is “100 per cent certain” that he will build a permanent stand.
You have to admire his tenacity. He had been on site until 3am yesterday, then slept briefly before dashing back by six. He looked haggard. “When I got back and a hose burst on me and I was covered in mud, I could have cried,” he said. “But I'm a tough bugger and this is not going to beat me.”
Racing must hope he is right, but this was not the start he had spent so long anticipating.