The biggest miracle to happen to Leicester since I graduated from its university with a 2:1 in History and Economic History was confirmed this week and talking of beating outrageous odds it had been a while since I last went to the races. So, ahead of the new season of Peaky Blinders and to give Bob a well-earned break from revision, he and I nipped into Newmarket last weekend for the 2,000 Guineas. In a mood of unbridled optimism ( see attached photo…how could we fail? ) not for Bob the red hot favourite Air Force Blue. He liked the look of a 14-1 shot called Galileo Gold as it was led round before the race and having studied the form guide with careful deliberation he decided to put £5 on the nose. Well, of course GeeGee only went and romped home. I must admit, rather churlishly given the euphoria of the moment, I pondered why these skills of application and analysis could not be translated to the exam room.
But anyway, the joy was short-lived. As we made our way back to the car Bob discovered he had lost his phone. Ironically, it was just a couple of weeks earlier I had been noting to myself that I had had a good run on that front. Big mistake. Since then we’ve had two cracked screens and £11.68 in data charges. And now a lost iphone 5C. I did a reasonably good job of holding myself together, but fair to say it was a disconsolate pair that headed home until Bob, messing around on my phone, quietly announced he could track his handset on my Find My Phone app and it appeared to be under a tree next to the Parade Ring. Half an hour later the jammy bandit was re-united with his phone and all was well with my world.
That was until later that evening when, conscientiously flossing before bedtime, one of my fillings fell out. Irony being the theme of the week how ridiculous, given my lame joke about dental appointments in my last missive, that I should find myself on Tuesday morning accepting the only available slot with my dentist later that day at 2.30. Yup. Someone is mocking me.
PS….talking about Peaky Blinders, which is a must watch, the other tip for the next couple of weeks is Grayson Perry, All Man. Channel Four on Thursday nights at 10.00am. We’ve missed the first episode which was last night and featured cage-fighters, but the one to make sure you see is in a fortnight and looks at the extent to which masculinity defines the City. I imagine my friend Tom is quaking in his boots! And so perhaps are a few other City worthies, but not me. Unsurprisingly I’ve been cut so the producer told me a couple of weeks ago…. an unfortunate phrase given the subject, but a merciful relief to be honest.
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