Give us a Billion and you too can join my club!

Plus racing from Ireland and England

This has got to be quick; there is just so much to cover, and I’ve only just stopped watching Osaka get past a bad-tempered Romanian in Melbourne. We’ve Goffs Thystes Day at Gowran Park; the Deep Thought computer system is screaming for me to look at Jonjo at Huntingdon, and Trump has formed a global alliance of 25 countries you wouldn’t trust to make a decent cup of tea, let alone maintain world peace.

Subscribers to this odd (my words) collection of thoughts and observations on life will be surprised that I still ask for only £75 per annum, when, if I simply thought like POTUS, I could charge a billion and not even bother writing! I could call it something like the Race For Peace, a pan-global organisation that uses racing as a metaphor for the power to create…. [insert your Woke gibberish and meaningless platitudes here - but only after paying your annual subscription fee]

So far, the Board of Peace’s secretariat (I’m sure they’ll call it something grandiose), has announced