A day at the races.

Well an afternoon at the races. It was Harvey's birthday party today and as Harvey is the worlds keenest 5 year old horse racing fan we ended up at Newmarket.

It was going really well until the thunder and lighting started, and the rain oh the rain. It poured and poured. Harvey's Mum and Dad had invited a lot of folks so we all huddled under Marquees passing round the picnic and laughing at the bloody stupid British weather. After an hour, or two it stopped so we legged it.

I suspect Harvey will remember this one ;)

Anyway I do like trying to get a decent shot of horses racing at full pelt, and I think pelt is probably the right word for it. Amazing, just look at the expressions on their faces. (and the horses ;)).


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