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Monday, October 04, 2004

I've been a poorly bunny over the weekend. Lisa's the one who's been looking after her 14 month old nephew for two days, and yet somehow I'VE been the one at greater risk of encountering vomit on my laptop. There's something wrong somewhere.

But fortunately I'm on the mend now (subject to occasional queasiness). My recovery was boosted by yesterday's TV coverage of the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe from Paris. No, it's not a Formula 1 race, it's a horse race. With a first prize of £643,831.00. Personally I don't get out of bed for less than three quarters of a million, but to be honest I don't get out of bed for much at all, so it's not surprising.

Anyway, it was won by Bago at odds of 10-1. Now, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking "Hang on, that name sounds familiar. Could it be that Phil tipped it right here on this very blog, in yet another astounding feat of accurate horse-racing forecasting???". Well, modesty prevents me from saying so, but yes, you're right. Seven weeks ago in fact.

Well ok, I actually tipped it for a different race, in which it came third, but the principal remains the same. And I suspect the owners wouldn't have even entered it in the Arc if it wasn't for the supreme confidence I always had in the horse (based mainly on the fact that its name sounds like 'bagel'). So all in all, I'm taking sole credit for this one.

Especially as I failed to win the lottery again on Saturday. My age came up again, and Lisa's age was the bonus ball, so Mystic Meg's clearly messing with my head, but so far it's not making me rich. Dammit.

But in the meantime, remember.... Nd Dwn Wth Vwls .... you know it makes sense.