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One of the great levellers of this country is racing.
In the grounds of one of the grand old houses of this county every Easter racing takes place. It brings together the monied and the poor to spend a Bank Holiday afternoon watching horses and placing bets.
Those who can afford it pay the extra to park their car next to the racecourse, picnicing from the boot, sometimes barbecuing or just having a place to sit and watch the races go by. Others park further away and spend what cash they don’t gamble in the beer tents or at the food stalls.
But, when the race is started they all join together. Class differences and who parked where are forgotten. They all cheer on the same horses.
I didn’t win my fortune but I did manage a few pictures. Clearly I’m not a sports photographer nor am I much good at black and white but they are here.
