Friday, February 10, 2012

White out

We've been under snow since Saturday night and a further sustained snow shower on Thursday refreshed the Heath and provided an absolutely glorious Friday morning in Newmarket. It has to be said that the heath men employed by the Jockey Club Estates do a really excellent job for the trainers in this town all year round but during cold snaps such as this their workload is increased hugely. We are immensely grateful to them for gritting the roads and horsewalks and keeping the canters open with extra harrowing. We're really fortunate not to have missed a day's exercise with the horses, even in the bleak midwinter. Here are a few shots from this morning:

John and Hugh are silhouetted on Long Hill as they take Silken Thoughts and Ruby In The Dust for a spin.






Gina Bryce paid us another visit in her build-up to the St Patrick's Day Derby at the Cheltenham Festival. She's seen here with Alcalde on the Long Hill canter.









Three of James Fanshawe's string in action.











Here's our team trotting home in an orderly fashion after their canter. Hugh is leading on Silken Thoughts, followed by Terri and Karma Chameleon, Martin and Asterisk, Gina and Alcalde, Hannah and Sail Past, with the trainer as outrider with Ruby pretending to be a very good hack.

Sunday, February 05, 2012

Now the new year can begin

January is the most hateful month of the year but this one hasn't been too bad because I was lucky enough to be invited by Chris McGrath to join his ski trip to Champoluc, and then John and I finished the month with two days in Normandy touring stallions studs on 'La route des etalons'.

It has to be said that my skiing gets worse every time I go. I may well have hung up my skis for good after the latest pathetic effort but the 18 people I went with to Italy made it such good fun that I'll no doubt be revising that decision come next January. Racenews did without one of its directors for the week as Ed Prosser (seen here in action) took to the slopes, along with his younger brother Jeremy. Alarmingly Ed and I had matching ski outfits and managed a few runs of synchronised snow-plough just to maximise the effect.

In France we managed to see John's mare Minnie's Mystery and her very strong yearling filly by Gold Away (pictured). They both board at Sylvain and Elisabeth Vidal's Haras de la Cauviniere, which stands Le Havre and Air Chief Marshall. Minnie is due to foal to Le Havre in April.

We also visited Haras d'Etreham to see Saint Des Saints, Poliglote, Wootton Bassett, Falco, Silver Frost and American Post; Haras de Colleville, the home of France's leading first-season sire for 2011, Kendargent; and Haras du Quesnay, where Gold Aways stands alongside Fuisse, Dunkerque, Mister Sidney, Kentucky Dynamite, and Minnie's mate for this year, the lovely Youmzain.

The second day of the tour took us to Haras de la Reboursiere et de Montaigu, home to Martaline, Literato, Archange d'Or, Astronomer Royal and Turtle Bowl, who has to be to the best looking stallion in France. From there we went to the nearby Haras du Pin (one of the French National Studs) to see Croco Rouge, Montmartre and the elderly Sleeping Car. Also on Sunday's list was Haras du Mézéray, which stands Naaqoos, Whipper, Myboycharlie and Muhtathir.

The last week has provided plenty of opportunities for stallion-viewing as the TBA held its annual parade ahead of the Tattersalls February Sale on Thursday. Of most interest to this stable was Lanwades Stud resident Archipenko, who kicked off the parade and looked tremendous.

Desiree, who should produce a Schiaparelli foal mid-March, is booked to Archipenko this year. Her first foal Oscar Bernadotte (Sulamani) is now in serious work and his trainer has promised me he will win this year. Music to my ears, of course, but I'm still bracing myself for disappointment, as it is always wise to do where horses are involved.

Hugh rides Oscar most days but he allowed Gina Bryce to ride him in a gallop on Wednesday and the following day Gina was back with an At The Races film crew, which was recording her training for the St Patrick's Day Derby at the Cheltenham Festival. Hugh was glad to be back on Oscar for a piece of work on Saturday morning, which was cold and frosty but beautiful. Here's Hugh and Oscar leading Hannah on Sail Past and Jamie on Ruby In The Dust past the lonely-looking Rowley Mile grandstand.

We have a new addition to the team following the February Sale: Simayill, a four-year-old filly by Oasis Dream, who was bred by Gina's parents Melba and Colin at their Laundry Cottage Stud. She's a filly with plenty of presence, who has already won for Clive Brittain, so let's hope she can build on the promise she has shown. We also bought Gift Of Silence, who was in training here as a two-year-old but was offered for sale by her breeder. She's a lovely daughter of Cadeaux Genereux who has been encouraging enough in her early work for John to consider taking a chance on keeping her in training.

We have a really nice team of horses for 2012. Karma Chameleon has started the year well for the stable and we hope that plenty of his fellow residents will be adding their names to the score sheet in the months to come. With Newmarket presently covered in snow, it's hard to imagine that the Flat season is not far away but it's only just over two months to the Craven meeting and though there's plenty of fun to be had before then I can't wait until HQ swings back into action.

Friday, January 06, 2012

From Kadouchski to Kauto Star

I’d been meaning to write an end-of-year review but with quite a few runners and the team on holiday over Christmas I never really got round to it. So belatedly, here are a few thoughts on last year and on the year ahead.

I’m pleased to report that the stable finished 2011 with its best ever tally of winners: 16. Enormous thanks must go to all the owners who have continued to support John throughout some difficult economic times for everybody and to the new owners who have joined us in the last few years. Thanks also to Hugh, Terri and Hannah for their hard work every day and the riders who come in at different times to help us out: Iva, Sara, Gemma, Aisling, Denis, Sarah, Jamie, Will for all his brilliant schooling, and Steve for his sterling efforts on the ground. Most of all though, we have the horses to thank. They are why we all do it and just having them around makes each day worth living.

The highlights of 2011 include Rhythm Stick getting his four-timer at Folkestone. Having looked beaten round the home turn he kept grinding away up the straight and eventually won fairly easily. It was very sad to to lose him at the horses-in-training sale but we wish him the very best of luck at his new stable in Saudi Arabia.

Silken Thoughts becoming a dual winner was also special. She’s a beautiful filly who has always done everything right since she arrived here as a yearling. I hope and expect to see more from her this year as a four-year-old.

Douchkirk (Frankie) winning his bumper first time out at Stratford made for a really exciting evening in May. As dusk fell, funny little Frankie with his big strong blaze and spooky wall eye, stepped out onto the track, none of us really knowing what to expect from him but just hoping he’d show some of the resolution of his big brother Kadouchski, and boy did he ever. Watchers of the race video can see Ken Gibbs and me jumping up and down (and probably even hear us screaming) next to the rail as he came storming in for home, going farther and farther clear of his pursuers. It was so rewarding to see Frankie, who had come here as a very green two-year-old, finally come of age and become a racehorse. Here’s to some hurdling success for him and the Beverley Hillbillies syndicate this year.

In October we took charge of a game Haafhd two-year-old by the name of Karma Chameleon for EERC, a successful racing club in Dubai. His four runs for the stable to date have garnered three wins and a second, with his hat-trick coming in the last two weeks of the year to see the stable finish 2011 with a flourish. He’s barely 15hh and has the nicest manners so he’s very quickly become a favourite with everybody.

I shouldn’t really give my nominal prize for Horse of the Year to one of our own but I’m afraid I have to because for me the horse who gave us the most amount of fun in 2011 was Kadouchski.

But when one considers that he won a nice hurdle race at Sandown in February (with Claude and Anthony in attendance, making it even more special) then won on the flat all-weather with Rab Havlin, then gave Hannah her first ever win on the turf at Folkestone, then gave the trainer his proudest day in the saddle when the pair of them won the 342nd running of the Newmarket Town Plate (by 25 lengths), then ran creditably to be placed three times over fences which really are perhaps just too big for him, I think you’ll agree that it has to be Kadouchski, his 2011 figures standing at 16 runs for 4 wins and 9 places.

Life in a racing stable is mostly about nurturing young talent so there are always horses that we’re getting slowly excited about that the rest of the world hasn't heard about yet. And that doesn’t mean that they are going to come out all guns blazing and win a maiden on their first start but it means that over the months you are seeing something slowly change in the horse, something that tells you they are going to be alright one day.

For that reason I am really looking forward to last season’s two-year-olds starting to make names for themselves this season at three. Zarosa is not yet back from her break but she has really strengthened up while she’s been away and I believe she’s a horse to look forward to. The same can be said for Grand Liaison, Wasabi and Batgirl’s half-sister Sail Past.

From a very personal point of view I hope that this might be the year that my first homebred Oscar Bernadotte might make his bumper debut. Hugh, his daily rider, is starting to make cautiously encouraging noises, so let’s hope he continues to move in the right direction. The same can be said for Ruby In The Dust, a year older, still small but still trying. She really should have been called Lily Berry after a character in one of my favourite novels The Hotel New Hampshire. Lily was always trying to grow.

We’ve broken in three yearlings through the winter: a nice Tiger Hill filly called Purrfect, a very good-looking son of Nayef, whom I believe is to be called Many Levels, and John’s own Lawman gelding Roy Rocket. The only one waiting in the wings is Jack Irish, who will be put through his early paces in the coming months.

Yesterday saw the arrival of another very good-looking horse, a five-year-old mare named Nurai. She has been sent to us by Kenny Snell and we’re very pleased to have her. She has already won a race for Paul d’Arcy and let’s hope there’s more to come.

I can’t close without mentioning two of what will certainly become all-time great horses: Frankel and Kauto Star.

Throughout last spring and summer my return to riding was made even sweeter by the treat of passing Frankel most mornings on the Heath. Always at the front of Sir Henry’s string alongside his brother Bullet Train, Frankel is a pleasure to see at such close quarters and the fact that he remains in training is already one of the best things about 2012. I know that when he is talked about in 20 or 30 years it will be in the same reverential manner that is reserved for such as Mill Reef and Brigadier Gerard.

And as if a superstar on the Flat wasn’t enough, the racing gods have also given us Kauto Star. I was among those who believed his best days were probably over but I couldn’t have been more delighted to have been wrong when I saw him look better than ever on his seasonal return at Haydock.

On Boxing Day, Hugh and I went to Kempton with Alcalde. Arriving early, the first horse we saw as we entered the stable block was Kauto Star, whose picture below is kindly supplied by George Selwyn. What struck me most about him, apart from the fact that he really is a beautiful horse, is how calm he was through all the preliminaries. The Kempton stables are close to the track and the sound of the crowd roaring others home in earlier races may have been enough to unsettle some.

Kauto Star, the consummate professional, stood and waited, his ears flicking back and forth but otherwise hardly moving, as if he was mentally preparing himself for battle and conserving every bit of energy needed to win a fifth King George from a horse who stole his crown last year and wasn’t even born when he won his first race in England.

As history relates, he did just that. As we led Alcalde out to the parade ring for his race, the last on the card, Kauto Star was led back in past us, tired but triumphant.

Later, after darkness had wrapped up the day and cars queued to leave the car parks, the five-time King George winner grazed quietly at the side of the stable block, waiting for his moment to get back on the lorry to Ditcheat, every now and then lifting his head to watch his many fans heading home from the course he has made his own.

I stood for a while, hardly wanting to take my eyes off him. The image of that perfect racehorse so calm and content after giving thousands people their most memorable day at the races is imprinted on my mind forever.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Star in name and deed

I'm pretty pathetic when it comes to horses, well all animals really. But with racehorses, the fact that when they are at exercise and on the track, they are doing as we have asked them to somehow makes them that extra bit special, and they can reduce me to tears in a heartbeat.

I can't even see Red Rum's sheepskin noseband bobbing round Aintree in re-runs of his Grand National feats without sobbing and there have been plenty of other horses over the years – some obvious such as Dessie and Persian Punch, some less so, like See More Business, Benedict and my own Panto – who will gallop on in my mind forever.

More often than not it's the jumpers that get to me. I came into racing through jump racing and though I would probably say I have a preference for the Flat now, somehow it's the National Hunt horses who live with you the longest. Of course that is helped by the fact that generally they are racing for much longer and we come to know them like old friends. Very occasionally they let you down but the good jumpers can't get to where they are without trying to do their very best, and even if they don't always get it right, they are every bit as admirable in defeat as they are in victory.

Possibly the most exciting place I've ever been in my life is the winner's enclosure at Cheltenham after last year's Gold Cup. It was thrilling to witness the crowning of a new king in the admirable Long Run, but best of all was the reception given to the two former Gold Cup heroes, Denman and Kauto Star, long-term rivals and stable-mates, who chased the young whippersnapper almost half their age all the way up the hill with the gusto that has been the hallmark of each of their superb careers.

In after days, it will be impossible to mention Kauto Star without Denman. So very different in physique and style but both so beloved by the passionate hordes of jumping fans. To choose a favourite would, quite simply, be wrong. I love them both to the point that I'm almost terrified to watch them run now. It's an exquisite fear.

I won't deny that last year part of me thought perhaps it's time for them to bow out, when their old legs aren't quite getting them home, and younger foes are so merciless in attack. How wrong I was.

On Saturday, Kauto Star summoned up the blood to deliver a performance that it was almost impossible to believe he was still capable of. Attacking from the front with all the verve of old, he made Long Run dig deep and found him to be wanting. The cheers from the crowd, more raucous than those that sent him out on his mission, told us all we need to know about the place this horse occupies in the hearts of his many followers.

By the time Long Run was born, in April 2005, Kauto Star has already raced 12 times for five wins and five places. His tally now stands at 39-22-7-4...and counting. The six-year-old may have wrested the 11-year-old's steeplechasing crown from him last season but it would appear that it was only ever on loan.



The picture at the top of this post is reproduced by kind permission of the excellent George Selwyn.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Remembrance day

November 11 is always a poignant day but this year it had extra resonance for those involved with this stable as today was the inquest into the death of Chris Watson, who tragically suffered a fatal fall when riding out from here last year.

A two-minute silence was observed during the inquest, which returned a verdict of accidental death after several hours of evidence from various parties, including those riding with him that day. It’s not an easy thing for any of the team here to have gone through.

Chris was a really likeable man who so easily slotted into the routine here on his weekly visits. He simply loved riding and loved horses – Kadouchski above all others in the stable. Knowing that he died doing something that he loved doesn’t make it any easier to accept that he is gone and I don’t set foot on the Heath without thinking about what happened to him.

Next Thursday is the first anniversary of his death. I think he would have been proud of the stable’s record in the last year, and of Kadouchski’s four wins more than anything else. He would have been thrilled to see Hannah ride her first winner on him back in July, and as an old Corinthian himself, I’m sure John’s Town Plate win, again on Kadouchski, would have given Chris a huge amount of pleasure. All of us wish he’d been here for those days.

Chris lost his life on Newmarket Heath on the morning of November 17, 2010. He was a racing man, and the memory of him lives on through all of us who enjoyed his company and continue to do what he enjoyed doing most, every day.

Chris Watson, Amateur Jockey, 29.10.1949 – 17.11.2010


Friday, September 09, 2011

Eating history (a tribute to Kadouchski)

What seems now to have been a very long time ago, John and I drove to Hasse Fen to pick up Kadouchski at the request of his owner/breeders Claude Charlet and Danny Charlesworth.

He was a four-year-old and not much to look at. Being ridiculously sentimental about all horses, he reminded me instantly of Panto (even though I know Panto better than any living creature I still look out of the window at the two of them in the field and take a few seconds to work out which one is which) so of course he got a big thumbs-up from me. He loaded quietly and sensibly into our trailer parked on the edge of the road and, on arrival back at Beverley House Stables he quickly worked his way into all of our hearts. It’s impossible not to love a horse like Kadouchski, even though at the time he was a four-year-old maiden and already on his fourth trainer. His fourth and last, as it turns out.

He ran twice for Claude and Danny from our stable, but they both have interests in a number of horses, most of them with more obvious ability than Kadouchski, so they decided the time was right to move him on. He was offered to us, and with John warming to him every day, we decided we’d take a chance and race him ourselves, even though financially that is just about the worst decision for a trainer to make.

His first run in John’s colours became his first win, at Leicester, in a selling hurdle. John bought him in and he ran next time at Sandown, the trainer having decided that right-handed tracks were a must for him. Despite looking like he had it all to do before the final bend, the little horse gave us the first glimpse of that quality that makes him a racehorse: his ability to keep trying and keep finding something more to give. He outlasted his rivals to score his second win and gave us plenty of reason to hope he’d keep improving. It’s fair to say that he has done so but not without almost the whole of his six-year-old season off the track through minor injury.

In the meantime, his half-sister Douchkette arrived from France, followed by another sister She Is A Cracker and finally by his then two-year-old half-brother Douchkirk, otherwise known as ‘Frankie’. Douchkette won a hurdle race before being retired from racing to a life as a budding eventer. Cracker was also retired and is now a multiple-winning point-to-pointer while Frankie, also given to us by his breeders, won a bumper first time out and (hopefully) has a promising jumps career ahead of him.

In 2010, Kadouchski didn’t race between 20 January and 1 December. While being prepared for his return to the track, he was involved in the most tragic episode this small stable has had to face, when Chris Watson took what would turn out to be a fatal fall from him during a routine exercise. Nearly ten months on, we still await the inquest into Chris’s death.

He was a proper racing man who was never happier than when riding a thoroughbred – especially Kadouchski – and had he been still with us, it’s safe to say that nobody would have enjoyed the season this horse has had more than Chris.

Kadoucshki’s return from injury came on the flat at Kempton where he gave John’s 16-year-old apprentice Hannah Nunn her first ever race ride. Over an unsuitably short mile, Kadou flew home to finish fourth, beaten only a length. Reverting to hurdles, his third NH run of the season was back at Sandown where he defeated the hot favourite Qalinas by three-quarters of a length with another never-say-die charge up that hill for home.

Deep down the trainer always believed he has what it takes to win on the flat and he was finally proved right on 24 March when Kadouchski won a two-mile handicap in the hands of Rab Havlin.

He ran consistently good races after that, building up to a very special day indeed when Hannah, just a few days after her 17th birthday, would ride him for the fourth time to record her first ever win, by three and a half lengths over two miles at Folkestone. Since returning from injury in December last year, Kadouchski has raced 14 times to finish in the first three on nine occasions.

Despite the fact that he’s not a very big horse, he jumps like a cat and our regular jump jockey Will Kennedy has been itching to ride him in a novice chase. He’s schooled him at home over the big fences and the horse is foot-perfect but, with a lengthy dry spring and summer, John’s been holding off running him in steeplechases until he gets his preferred soft ground.

So…what to do in the meantime? Riding back from the heath one day recently I was having my leg pulled about the idea of me riding Panto in the Town Plate when I turned to John on Kadouchski and said, ‘He’s the one that should be running in the Town Plate.'

Seeing as the trainer never listens to a word I say I thought I’d get away with it but as time wore on it transpired that he had indeed given thought to my half-hearted suggestion and, 24 years since his last ride, John was contemplating a return to the saddle. As the big day drew near he became uncharacteristically nervous until, with hours to go before the big comeback he was properly worked up and walking his box.

For the uninitiated, Newmarket’s Town Plate is a race for amateur riders but certainly not for the faint-hearted. The oldest documented race in history, it is a gruelling 3m6f, starting on National Stud land and finishing on the July Course.

He may have had an amateur on his back but Kadouchski was every bit the professional, settling straight away into a nice rhythm halfway down the field and showing none of the keenness he sometimes displays early in his races.

With the Town Plate being such a long race over an unorthodox course, there are a good few minutes when the runners and riders are out of view. By the time they swung round the corner from the National Stud and into view via the big screens on the racecourse, I could see John had the perfect position, vying for the lead on the inside rail but still going at an easy pace. We’d walked the course the night before with the dogs and decided that the best ground was right along the stands’ rail. This was where they came, gradually inching further and further clear of the chasing pack, until they hit the line 25 lengths to the good.

Cheered back into the winner’s enclosure by so many local people who had turned out for this special race, the grin on John’s face told its own story, and dear old Kadou was hardly blowing. The Town Plate was duly collected, along with the extra prizes, including a big box of Powter’s sausages, prompting a celebratory bangers and mash party back at Beverley House Stables later that night.

To me the day summed up everything that is wonderful about our sport: a genuine little battler of a horse, a retired amateur hoop attempting one last hurrah in the saddle before the midlife crisis well and truly sets in, and most of all the genuine warmth of all those people who wished John well and know just what it means to have one’s name etched on the roll of honour for the oldest race in this most special of racing towns. It was also an historic day for baby Beau Waterhouse, the daughter of our great friends Gemma and Simon, who spent her first ever day at the races at only four days old.

As our friend Gail tucked into her sausages later that night she said she felt like she was eating history. I’ll drink to that.

The pictures running through this post were all taken on Town Plate day and show (from the top): Hugh Fraser leading Kadouchski in the parade ring; John arriving in the parade ring wearing his own historic racing colours (not to be confused with Godolphin's); John and Kadouchski cantering to post alongside Judgethemoment and vet Brian Abbott; 25 lengths clear in the final furlong; celebrating with fellow trainer and ex-jockey Rae Guest; walking in with last year's winners Cape Secret and Derek Jackson, who finished third; John, Gemma and little Beau.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Leading by example

Twice this week I’ve listened to John Gosden speak: each time from the heart but in notably different circumstances.

The second time was after yesterday’s King George, in which Gosden played a much bigger part than just that of winning trainer. Of course being the successful trainer would have been noteworthy enough, for in a glittering career this was the first time he had won the race, 51 years after his father Towser won it with Aggressor, when John was a nine-year-old boy. But in tragic circumstances, Gosden was hailed not just for a superb training performance in preparing the three-year-old Nathaniel for such a prestigious win, but for stepping in to assist the seriously injured Rewilding, staying with the horse and even ensuring he had a last mouthful of grass before the vet performed the sorriest task on the racecourse.

It would have been easy to assume that someone else would catch Rewilding and comfort him in his last moments, and understandable to want to enjoy a sweet victory with a colt supplemented for £75,000 who took the scalps of Workforce and St Nicholas Abbey and can now command pretty much any price as a stallion prospect.

But someone who cares as deeply about the sport that has made him famous as Gosden does understood instinctively the impact a sight as desperate as Frankie Dettori on the turf and a loose horse with a broken leg cantering before the packed stands could have on racing. Our sport, in the headlines again, for all the wrong reasons.

In saying that, his actions, and sensible description of events in post-race interviews, were not just about being seen to do the right thing. He did the right thing simply because nobody who is as successful a trainer as Gosden can have reached that place without an intuitive sympathy and sensitivity for the horses who helped get him there, even – and especially – in the darkest of hours.

For British horseracing, the afternoon of Saturday, 23 July was just about as dark as can be. The exquisite Rewilding, last seen in triumph overturning the hot favourite So You Think in the Prince Of Wales’s Stakes at Royal Ascot, laying down his life on the same stretch of turf, just 38 days later. Hard to bear for even the hardest of hearts.

Sad reversal though it was, it is pulled sharply into perspective by the senseless loss of so many lives in Norway 24 hours earlier (and it is certainly not my intention to be disrespectful to any of the families of the Norwegian victims in comparing their loss to something so relatively insignificant as horseracing).

Nathaniel’s jockey William Buick (left), born and raised in Norway, had already paid tribute to those killed in his homeland and, typically, his first thoughts when interviewed after the King George were for Rewilding and Frankie Dettori. His is a cool, wise head on young shoulders. Compare his understated reaction to his first King George victory to the theatrical antics of Mickael Barzalona after winning the Derby on Pour Moi. In the 23-year-old Buick, British racing has a nascent star of whom we can all be proud.

Earlier in the week, I spent an afternoon listening in to the Hatchfield Farm appeal hearing. John Gosden gave up the whole of his day to give evidence on behalf of the Newmarket training fraternity. What he probably hadn’t bargained for was the vitriolic cross-questioning by Lord Derby’s QC and his colleague. Their claims, that the mass opposition from the entire local racing and breeding industry – and from many further afield – to Lord Derby’s plans to undermine the famous and historic training centre with a huge ‘urban extension’, was somehow a personal vendetta by John Gosden and his wife Rachel Hood would have been laughable had they not been so deeply offensive.

Neither John (pictured here on a Save Historic Newmarket protest with fellow trainers Geoff Wragg and Clive Brittain) nor Rachel need anyone to fight their corner for them, least of all me, but during the last three years of involvement with Save Historic Newmarket, they have both shown that this is far from personal. To them both, and to the many people involved in the campaign, this is about the preservation of a special place. We’ve all been accused of 'NIMBYism', and to an extent that’s understandable. If the town and its magnificent heath constitute our ‘back yard’ then yes, none of us want to see them ruined but, in reality, with Gosden being among the more senior members of his profession, it is really the next generation of trainers in Newmarket who will suffer the most by any increased urbanisation of this unique market town.

Throughout this now boringly long battle over Hatchfield Farm, Lord Derby has maintained his line that he would do nothing to harm Newmarket’s status as a training centre without equal. Anyone who believes this disingenuous statement should sit in the inquiry for an hour or so and listen to the way his legal representatives describe the town (“a sustainable settlement for development”) and so readily dismiss the experience and heartfelt concerns of those people who live in Newmarket and deal with its traffic issues on a daily basis.

It remains a source of bitter disappointment to me and to many other people who care about racing and Newmarket, that a man whose family name has been so intrinsically linked with the sport in this town for generations could care so little for its future. Thank goodness there are so many people prepared to stand up in opposition to these plans.


And in other news…

Away from the big stage, but important nevertheless to this small stable, we had a successful schooling session on Saturday morning thanks to William Kennedy. William and his nephew Jamie Insole arrived at 6.30am and, along with Sara, took Kadouchski, Asterisk and Alcalde over to the Links.

William has won several races on Kadouchski (right), and won a bumper recently with his half-brother Douchkirk, so it’s no surprise that he’s fond of the family. ‘Kadou’ is such a bold, willing and accurate jumper that he must be a gift to school and William had a big smile on his face after pulling up, declaring that he’d like to ride him in the Topham after he’s won a few novice chases. Here’s hoping.

Another young jumper in whom we can have plenty of hope after her schooling session is Asterisk (right), a four-year-old filly by Fantastic Light. She’s a very natural, neat hurdler and we look forward to starting her off in some novice hurdles fairly soon. Fans of Alcalde will be pleased to hear that he’s come back from his summer break in good heart and seems very relaxed and happy at present, perhaps because of his new-found devotion to a little dark brown filly by the name of Maroon.

The two-year-olds are also coming along nicely. Zarosa, a lovely daughter of Barathea, is improving all the time, and Wasabi, Grand Liaison and Gift Of Silence (the last two named pictured alongside with Hugh and Hannah) also give much cause for optimism.

This could be a big week for John’s apprentice, Hannah Nunn, who won ATR’s Ride of the Week last week for her first win on Kadouchski. She has an outside ride for Peter Salmon at Redcar on Wednesday, and will then partner Hotfoot on Thursday and Ethics Girl on Saturday. Before that we can look forward to Batgirl’s return to her favourite track Yarmouth on Monday, and Silken Thoughts will round off our racing week at Newbury on Sunday. Fingers crossed for them all.