Two staff members wisely quit the unit this month, and an evening's outing was arranged. Sixteen of us met up at the dog track last night for a meal and some honestly-it-was-all-totally-legal betting on the races. I wasn't so sure about going initially as I had no interest in placing any bets, but I liked the two people that were leaving and needed something to do for a night's entertainment.

The track was in a part of Oxford I've rarely frequented, so I'll admit to borrowing NKC's satellite navigation system to get me there. I was quite impressed with how easy it was to use & to follow, and I'd downloaded and installed some celebrity voices for him, so it was John Cleese who guided me to my destination.

I was first to arrive and sat alone for almost 15 minutes before anyone else I knew showed up, and very nearly left as I just wasn't comfortable. But then a large group came & the meal was served & we started watching the races and had a laugh. I did wind up placing one £2 bet, on Swift Pooch, and won - £1.80. We watched 12 races and left around 10:30. It very much felt like a Friday night which made dragging myself to work today all the more difficult.
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