After a week of fun and family times in Bali and the Gili islands I’ve found myself in a quiet private villa down south. The deal was I do the family thing for a week off the punt with my only news from the homeland was this website.
Sometimes the Ukraine/Russia war was more entertaining with just as much propaganda and allegations doing the rounds.
Archie knows I refrain from swearing or such vulgarities as I’m a man of class. So when he relayed my private messages of cheating I thought it was time to set the record straight and make some comments on matters.
Been thinking of Jamie (cokie) Kah. This I agree with Archie. She should shut the hell up. As a lawyer she has nothing to explain. Crunching up the salt satchel as a joke would be far more palatable than the Wayne Carey bull dust he came up with in WA. She’s clearly upset some former beaus in the past and may have more talents that just riding horses to victory. To have these grubs making her life a misery, even after barely escaping with her life just shows how low some small penis dum wits can be. Clayton is my top pick for the teenie weeny award. Ben is clearly a mistake all girls make along the way to discovering who they are personally in the life stakes.
Jockeys love the gear. So many resort to good times without the calories. I personally know of plenty of trainers doing the same but more out of pain management turned addiction.
On the Grimson show at Redcliffe and beyond, well that was just crap punting if we don’t follow this guy’s magnificent feeding regime this genius seems to have come up with. No one in my lifetime has his record of improving tried horses to group one glory. While he’s found a way to beat the swabs no one within the game is blind to it.
No one will send a horse to him hoping to sell it. All the buying folks in the US steer clear of his horses. He’s the man of last resorts. He’s the man who gets results too. He’s a freak and no one can deny it.
Word is he’s lucky in love but I hope that lovely girl sorts a pre nup before she commits the farm. Don’t say I didn’t warn you Dad. Whilst he’s on a roll everything looks great but word is he loves a punt and we all know how that works out in the long run.
Anyway folks, I’m getting back in the pool while my Bintang gets icey waiting for the quady to start.
Sampai jumpa