I know that Taunton Racecourse had made provision for the increased numbers expected at their end of year meeting yesterday, but like last year I still found it uncomfortably crowded and poorly organised. For a course that usually gets a crowd of about 1,500, the 5,000 plus who attend for this event, make it a very different environment. I accept that my perception maybe unduly influenced by an interminably long queue for food, where the only prize on offer at the end is a sausage roll of dubious origin and my inability to find a toilet. I must also admit that any objective assessment is likely to be tainted by it being a course where I have a terrible record of backing winners. To complete my bias the fact that I attended yesterday nursing a hangover capable of being photographed, having partied fairly hard the night before, didn’t help.
I won’t list the long roll call of losers I backed, because that would be as dull as it is self indulgent. However, I did back one winner- Dan GcGrue in the 2m3f Novices’ Hurdle. I do have a soft spot for Novice Hurdles and this was a proper race with 14 runners and an exciting finish. Two from home you wouldn’t have wanted to call it. Dan McGrue was then driven strongly and after the last looked to have it, but a late challenge from the Victor Dartnall trained River Bray threw the win into question. He ultimately held on for what was recorded as a 3/4 length victory, but to my untrained eye looked considerably shorter.
Speaking with both one of the owners and Victor after the race, they were clearly pleased with their horse’s run and knowing that I was in the market for purchasing a share in a horse, negotiations were opened regarding a six year old who Victor is confident will end up a decent staying chaser. It’s fair to say I’m still keeping my options open.
In between races we were treated to the comments of and interviews from Derek Thompson – or Tommo as I understand he must be referred to as. I have no doubt that Tommo is extremely knowledgable and skillful at his chosen art. However, I found his slickness combined with a manner which mimics the enthusiasm of a 1970’s children’s TV presenter, did nothing to settle a stomach that was already constitutionally on the queasy side from the previous night’s excesses.
Fair play to Paul Nicholls for turning up and conducting a round of interviews. He could as easily opted for Newbury, where Bryony Frost rode Dynamite Dollars.
Presumably Newbury was Nicky Henderson’s destination, in spite his Sunshade running in the Queen’s colours in the feature race and having been given rewarded by her in the New Year’s Honours List. It turned out not to be much of a contest, with Stuart Edmunds’ Maria’s Benefit winning the Listed Mares’ Novices’ Hurdle by 30 lengths. As impressive as the victory was, it didn’t make for much of a spectacle as a race.
By now Tommo’s excitement had reached fever pitch and try as he did, not even Edmunds could match his exultations during the post race interview. We did learn that he hopes to take her to Doncaster in January, before Cheltenham.
If there is one thing you hope for after an unsuccessful day at the races, it is a quick getaway. However, exiting the car park at Taunton proved only slightly less challenging than securing a path out of the Glastonbury Festival. The operation appeared to be solely conducted by two women, one of whom would seemingly randomly jump in front of a row of cars, while the other would wave her arms around in a series of gestures beyond interpretation. I had to question whether the words “Events Soultions” emblazoned on their high vis vests were open to an action under the Trade Descriptions Act.
Unusually my son, who has a lot more luck picking winners than me, had drawn a blank all day. As we waited to get onto the M5, I was obliged to try and raise spirits in accordance with the parental covenant to put a positive gloss on an otherwise bleak situation. “Hey, we may not have won son, but what price spending some time with your Dad?” I offered. He glared back, unconvinced by the force of my argument.