Goodbye Goodwood

A fellow player on the road from Goodwood

I reel into the end of the week (in the sense of punch-drunk, rather than skipping fawn-like in the Scottish manner), and I would be on my knees if not for the dodgy caps. I cannot remember a Goodwood where so much damage has been inflicted on so many by so few. It is no consolation to us that if you look at the …