Wednesday at Doncaster, when something over two thousand spectators were allowed on course, looked my ideal kind of racing day. The sun shone, those attending were nicely distanced from each other and drinks were brought to you, rather than having to push through a sea of drunk humanity to get to a beer stained bar. The only thing that would have let me down on the day would have been my bets.
What a shame that no sooner had the good people who run Doncaster racecourse put on a safe and enjoyable day of racing, than the plan to have . . .
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