He didn't make it to Haydock on Saturday - but our man wishes he'd braved the elements to see the Betfair Chase.
At what age do you fall out of love with snow?
I was pondering that particular question around 7.03am when my daughter burst into the bedroom to yell: “It's snowing, can we go out and play in it?!"
Such excitement, such joy. It was wonderful, heartwarming. The answer of course was “no, go back to bed”. But I was awake – and demon-ridden.
Snow? I was due to drive over to Haydock for Betfair Chase day – a mere hour across the Pennines, a delight in the summer, bearable in the autumn but in the snow? Not for me Clive. Oh Storm Bert what have you done?
So, I stage a morning inspection from the bedroom window – a proper covering and still falling. Don’t take 5/6 about me heading west.
