6/11/11

19 Days. Well actually 433 hours! Yes I am that desperate, every second that passes I am closer to living again. I didn't think things could get any closer to desperation until today, I am owed money from my Sister and she is still yet to pay up and the money is flying out of my account each day with bills and travel costs to work. It is going to be a close shave on whether I make it to payday on the 25th without any bank charges for going into the abyss.

Today was the one and only time I could do something fun this month. I managed to get out on the golf course for the first time since Spain a few weeks ago. It was a risk with the bad neck but seems to have had a positive effect somehow, although more will be revealed tomorrow when I see how stiff I am. The fact that I had a shocker didn't impress me too much, I hit the ball well but there were lots of trees that got in the way and my putting on the front 9 was woeful. I partly blame that on the transition from the greens in Spain to the more woolly greens of today, and the time it took to adjust.

Last night was pretty special and put a massive smile on my face to see St Nicholas Abbey winning in the Breeders Cup Turf. I really do love the horse and I am almost happy that the plan didn't work out during his classic year (even though I was on him for the Derby at all manner of prices from 22's downwards), as he probably would have been retired by now and we wouldn't have seen a win in the Coronation, a gallant 4th in the Arc and then the great win last night. Credit to Ballydoyle and well done to young Joey O'Brien who I have given a little bit of stick to in the past, which turned out to be premature after Await The Dawn was found to be clinically abnormal after his York run (not much the jockey can do about that).



Another long week at work ahead, fingers crossed I can start betting properly again and then my life won't seem so dull and worthless.