Monday, March 01, 2010

Down the Wimbledon

On Saturday night, I went to the dogs for the first time. It was absolutely packed, and very different to the horses. No frills, no fancy hats, no airs and graces in sight. Just silly amounts of money changing hands, and children up past their bedtimes.

Retired Greyhound Trust
finding loving homes for ex-racers


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