Oh, mate, how do you ever get a winner with poor judgment like that?
I'm on the Hill, pal, by the traveller's camp.
Yes, I have been in the Queens Stand once, on an open day. Been on the weigh scales, dressing room, and up near the balcony.
Frankly, I'm no fan of the "penguins". Most of 'em give me the sh its.
Had a good laugh one day: I was standing near Barney C, by a grub stall in that bit of a lane adjacent to the Queen's Stand. Some pillockheads were walking by ( en route to the paddock, I guess), when another of their ilk, high up in the stand dropped a lobster right on matey's top hat.
Concertinerd like a telescope, but the sauce splattered the jacket.
Now I know why the old coppers wore those top hats; they do save the swede from damage by impact.
Shouldn't laugh, but couldn't help it. Barney just smiled and drank his cocoa.
I think he had it right off with the rail bookies that day. Plebs like me can only see the back of their boards as they have them the other way round from those in Tatts, where I used to bet,
I could see them panicking as Barney approached. Drained the blood right out of their tanned faces.
How the other half ( 15%) live!
I stay on the Hill every time now. The heathens knocked down the Lonsdale, so no more do I subsidise the racecourse in any shape or form. Blow 'em, they didn't play the game. They commandeered publi common land and increased charges year after year on something that wasn't theirs.
OK, bc of their stupid tents and buses and fences I can no longer stand near the lollipop nor get a good view, but, I get the atmosphere, and can watch it properly later, on my daughter's telly.
We have a good craic on the old hill. Never know when you're going to get killed!

I love it, especially when I get the winner.