It was the grandson’s birthday on Saturday, so I took an early flying bird down to the big smoke so I could have duck out and have a look at the new Purga greyhound greyhound complex, then duck back across town to visit mum and grave, before walking up Racecourse Road to Eagle Farm for the first few races, if I hadn’t been denied entry or thrown out by then.
A Day Out in the Big Smoke – The Most Part Was Flying Home – Oops, Sorry, the Birthday Party