Getting back on topic.... I miss the Waterloo Cup, 'cause it was the one time of year when Lords and layabouts, accountants and coal miners, pillars of society and scallys, could all get together with one thing in common .....RUNNING DOGS !!!! Social standing, rich and poor, didn't matter a shit, all got excited when the Hare came thru' and the Slipper started running !!! There was cheers when the Hare made her escape and cheers when the Greyhound made a good kill ! It's a part of life that old blokes like me will not see again, and young lads in the game can only dream about .......
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