Pet Shop Boys
I should have gone with my hunch.
Rich and I took an afternoon off work and headed to Newmarket for some racing and a concert. I’d never been to that course before, but it’s handy for Anglia, and is far nicer than many of the London courses, thanks to a healthy smattering of oldish buildings.
Anyhow, that hunch. We started off at the little loop where they parade the horses for all to see. Number six in race four was wild of eye and foaming slightly at the mouth, and I picked it out as a winner. He didn’t win, but he did come second, so if we’d put on a couple of quid for him to be placed, we’d have won.
Second race, I told Rich to take horse three, while I took horse four. Mine had a good start, and then fell way back. His came second, and he had his first win.
Last race of the night, I picked horse four again, but neither of us put on any money and, what do you know, horse four won.
So, I didn’t win.
Bah!
Anyhow, that was only half of the night. It was a Newmarket Nights event, where your ticket (a bargain at £22) gets you in to a night of racing plus a concert – in this case the Pet Shop Boys.
It was an excellent concert. Not a huge stage, but what they had they made the best of, and I was surprised how much of the material I already knew. I reckon there were only a couple of songs (certainly no more than four) that I didn’t already know well.
It was loud and flashy, and the live versions of Suburbia, It’s a Sin and Always On My Mind were fantastic. The only downside was being behind three fat investment bankers, whose dancing consisted largely of flailing arms, and hips that span like obese tumble driers.
They were even worse they sound, and then moresome.
I’d see them again, though (the Pet Shop Boys, not the bankers or whatever they were) and the night as the races reminded me how fun watching horses could be. Only trouble is, the rest of the season is peppered with the likes of Wet Wet Wet and Ronan Keating, so perhaps next time it won’t be Newmarket Nights for us, and tonight was a lucky, happy coincidence.
Pet Shop Boys, with two mysterious men in anoraks
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Ohh my god, I love pet shop boys, they are the best L)