Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford As I was saying a week ago, it looked like a busy week in prospect. So it proved, but it was a period of seven days as much of lunching as racing, with various racecourse food outlets and indeed posh restaurants providing much needed sustenance to mitigate long road journeys. [...]
Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Where do I begin? Hang on, that’s a song title, theme tune of the film Love Story. Could have been written by Burt Bacharach, who is 85 today, but was irritatingly by someone else, Francis Lai in fact. I remember listening to Burt at one of the Tom Gentry Keeneland [...]
Continue reading …Sunday Supplement by Tony Stafford Did you miss me? Last Sunday it was up with the lark and off to Wetherby, so no writing for me. I could have penned my weekly ration of minutely-chosen words on Saturday evening, you might suggest, but I was pretty knackered after a few days’ early mornings – including [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford The name Sangster has been synonymous with racehorse ownership for half a century. At his prime, the late Robert Sangster shared with the also late and always great Vincent O’Brien as an innovator, bringing the best US-bred yearlings to Ireland to win Classic races. Robert, from the wealth created by [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford I digress. I always do, and I’d already got halfway down when I thought I’d go back to the top and warn you all of what you probably already knew. Yes, I truly do digress, all the time. I like Sunday mornings. I was looking forward especially to this one, [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Yesterday I had one of my best ever days at the races. No, not “at the races” or even watching Attheraces, except for the odd minute I snatched in between Aintree coverage and news from the afternoon soccer. No, it was in my living room, in splendid isolation save the [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Sorry I’m a little late, one week and one hour to be precise, although last week’s absence was due entirely to the fact that I had nothing to say, not even to laugh at the Aussie cricket team or relief at England’s unlikely draw in New Zealand. No football, who [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Friday at Cheltenham was typical of all the Festival days I’ve ever experienced over more than 40 years’ attendance – I started late! – encapsulating the undying appeal of the experience. Rain, bad ground, bad luck and above all dashed hopes were there in equal measure. I’ve always loved the [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement, by Tony Stafford Coming out of Sandown on Saturday evening, I bumped into the Guardian’s Chris Cook, son of the late lamented Labour politician Robin Cook, who asked me: “Are you staying for the Cheltenham Preview?” Having done one myself as reported by Mr Bisogno in geegeez.co.uk last week, and with another on [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Driving round the M25 – well driving and then queuing in equal measure – I remarked to my passenger Roy, more of whom later, that I’d got up at 5 a.m. to watch England paralyze New Zealand in the final one-dayer. Roy’s no cricket man, and he seemed almost astonished [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford We came, we saw, he conquered. Just five days after I’d turned away in the nearest thing I can manage to anguish after Darlan’s horror fall at Doncaster, I was at Newbury on Saturday and thoroughly enjoyed My Tent or Yours’ domination of the Betfair Hurdle so-called puzzle. The only [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement by Tony Stafford Twice in a couple of days, I felt that I had participated – vicariously at any rate – in two victories, which in fact were anything but. First there was that Arsenal comeback against Liverpool which could even have been a win, and then Cousin Khee’s snatching of defeat from [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement by Tony Stafford Last Sunday, I referred to an incident involving a phone and a very insignificant step out of Claridges hotel in London which was enough to unseat your correspondent. The immediate after-effect was nil save the embarrassment of being picked up by three people, but 11 days on both my knees [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement By Tony Stafford Sorry about last week. I was in a bit of a hump. Cousin Khee ran like a drain at Kempton the day before, but I must say Hughie Morrison sort of prepared me that Raymond Tooth’s young horse might not go on the ground and he didn’t. I won’t mention [...]
Continue reading …Sunday supplement by Tony Stafford What is there about the name Ferguson? Twice on Saturday afternoon, the two best-known exponents of that surname got out of jail in the unlikeliest manner. First at Chepstow, Sheikh Mohammed’s bloodstock man John stepped up for a first Grade 1 jumps win as a trainer when Ruacana took advantage [...]
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