It's over for another year. The crowds have gone home. The rented monkey suits and hats have been returned to the shop. Mountains of champagne have been consumed by those who don't need to rent their outfits. Those who went to Royal Ascot on Tuesday and Wednesday got soaked. Those who went on Friday and Saturday may have wished they had taken factor 30 sun lotion to Berkshire.
I watched on television, where you see more of the actual racing. To my continuing horror, I heard tales of people placing up to £160.000 on a horse to . . .
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