Hello! I am delighted to report that this week, I am able to write down my thoughts whilst sunbathing in my beloved field - what heaven! It's a huge relief as I was getting concerned that the Yorkshire Gods has got a bit confused and thought...
Good evening! I am delighted to say that the bubbly has continued to pour down here in Middleham when the newlyweds got given their perfect wedding present today. Now, Lekki (Lady Lekki) (left, with June) may be quite the madam in the stable, but her generosity...
Good evening, I must apologise for my lack of updates last week, but I was far too upset to write one. You see, Alice and Ben were off to get married on Saturday, and only told me on Monday that I wouldn't be going to West...
Good evening! Well, Cheltenham has been and gone for another year, and what a feast of racing it was! Sadly, Mo (Ever So Much) and I failed to land the gamble with our accumulator, so won't be retiring just yet, but the pure pleasure of watching...
Hello hello! Spring has arrived here in Middleham, which has meant plenty of precious field time for me and a couple of my mates. I've had to put up with Wibble (Man Of La Mancha) joining me out there and he drives me nuts - he...
Good evening, It's been a quiet week here at Castle Hill, after Fridge (Freeze A Crowd) declined the horror of Friday night rush hour in Wolverhampton. She was a little disappointed, but quickly cheered up when some of the Middleham Park Racing syndicate came to visit...
Good evening. Alice returned from her Hen Do this weekend, and appeared to have aged at least ten years - apparently that's a sign of a good time?! I'll never understand humans! Naturally, I eased her slowly back into the yard by taking off with her,...
Hello hello. We had a right good knees up this weekend when the brilliant Ontoawinner syndicate came to visit us (left). Whilst I was slightly put out no one seemed to want to see me on parade, I did concede that Cassie (Castle Hill Cassie) and...
Good evening, Ben should count himself lucky that I am writing my diary this week, as I'm still refusing to acknowledge his existence after last weeks debacle at Sedgefield. I will, grudgingly, admit that maybe a tiny bit of the blame lies with me, and maybe...
Good evening. I've had what can only be called the best week of my winter so far. Ben has been allowing me to take control of my training regime (gallivanting round the soft ground on the Moor flat out, popping the odd hurdle on my way)....