Morning, I’m here and even with the Arctic conditions that have prevailed during the night, this is already a better meeting for me than last year. This time last March, I was in the grip of a cruel illness and I couldn’t walk. Emotions ran high for me this morning when I walked through my favourite gates and caught the sight of Cleeve Cloud, rising above the temporary road like view of Prestbury Park. Seeing Dessie on the Morning Line brought a tear to my eye too. Yes, it’s true that if Hurricane Fly doesn’t win the Champion Hurdle, my heart will smash into a million pieces like a disco ball onto a broken down dancefloor. However, I am a big girl and I have got over far worse.
Here are two thoughts for the day:
Supreme: After laughing my head off that Champagne Fever was to run in this, I now firmly believe that everything has come right for this horse who has a beautiful staying pedigree. He’ll need it out there today. I’m still keeping Dodging Bullets onside though.
JLT: I talked up Our Mick on the Broadcast, I’m still very much in his camp. You have to respect the declaration of Merry King but I think Knockara Beau will play an active part in proceedings too.
Sorry this is brief but time of of the essence. I wish you all a very happy Cheltenham.