tiggers1972
Senior Jockey
Apiafi is a 100% Oxygen ThiefThe cynic in me says he has his own carriage on the gravy train.
Apiafi is a 100% Oxygen ThiefThe cynic in me says he has his own carriage on the gravy train.
Just seen Talking Pictures TV are showing a re-run of 'The Racing Game'
Was a series from the late 70's, before my time, is it worth watching or not?
On at 8pm Monday 8th December
Somebody on another forum thought it was Wetherby.Watched the first episode, i was trying to work out which racecourse was used and reckoned it was Catterick but could be wrong
Anyone know?
Somebody on another forum thought it was Wetherby.
When I did a few podcasts I was understandably teased for saying "fair enough" numerous times.I do hate that Ed Chamberlain when he pauses between every f***ing word!!!!
I do hate that Ed Chamberlain when he pauses between every f***ing word!!!!
I expected to be disappointed regarding this and, reassuringly, I wasn't disappointed in my expectations of disappointment. #workthatoneoutEver since I can remember there have been four fences in the home straight at Doncaster.
Yesterday, there were only three - I am expecting ITV Racing to be laser focussed on this today.
I was under the impression that it was to fund help for victims of domestic violence?
And they're much less useless than some in that the horse numbers & positions are at the bottom of the screenI thought the Sha Tin coverage today was sound.
Wasn't interested in the pre-race punditry, but thought the commentator and the actual race pictures were good.
Dessie I agree with you but we can mute the sound if we wish however it does seem a waste of time turning the pictures off as wellBRING BACK CEEFAX I SAY
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I have a wasn't born but still hear about it memory of Ceefax (I was 7 when it ended).Ahh, Ceefax!! Them were the days.
I have two particularly fond memories of Ceetax (and its ITV equivalents).
The first is during our family holiday in Benidorm back in the late '80s. There was a bar hosted by a Glasgow-Geordie couple ensconced in the bowels of a shopping centre that I'd found and frequented while Mrs O and Orchidette were enjoying their siesta. (I'm presuming Orchidette was sleeping, Mrs O was probably tanking a bottle of gin.)
I recall having a decent bet, which the host took surreptitiously over the counter, on a Clive Brittain filly (whose name escapes me) who won the G1 that day and I got 15/2 via the Ceefax shows. I remember saying to the guy - a very affable Geordie chap who took the doing in good spirits, even serving me a free pint to congratulate me - that I thought the filly should have been a short-priced favourite.
The other was a few years before that. Orchidette wasn't even a tingle in my Y-fronts at the time but we got a week half-board in Benidorm, flying from Glasgow, for £130 for the two of us. That was one of the best holidays we ever had.