Saturday, March 31

Saturdays, what’s not to like

To Tavistock market for supplies – pies, that is. Pork pies, pheasant and smoked ham pies, turkey and cranberry pies…pie heaven. Shit, if you can’t indulge yourself at Easter then you’re a lost cause. Back home for the racing from Musselburgh (Mrs G. is on a roll).

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