I believe that if a professional sportsman is willing to go to the lengths of injecting acid into their nether regions before jumping off an icy cliff, then we should simply declare them the victor right now…

Having nailed the meaning of life, God, love, politics, the Universe and everything, it’s time to get to the point of this blog…

We all make mistakes. The response to last week’s error in the blog reminded me of the days when I occasionally recorded messages for a premium rate tipping line in the mid-1990s. “Dear Tipster,” the more courteous letters would start, “You couldn’t tip tea from a teapot…”

We’re just over two weeks into 2026 and so far I’ve become a little bit older, a little bit fatter and a little bit less physically fit…

I’d prefer to take dry January with a little less ice please…

While the horse’s name suggests an event that occurs twice every year, Equinoctial held a record that stood for 35 years and 27 days until Thursday this week.

Trained by Norman Miller and ridden by Andrew Heywood, the five-year-old bay gelding broke his duck in The Grants Whisky Novices Handicap Hurdle at Kelso Racecourse on 21 November, 1990, becoming the longest priced winner of a race in British history.

Like Shaky, there are times when I wish every day was Christmas: Room is swaying, records playing, all the old songs we love to hear…

Kelso on Sunday: Rug yourself up in a decent waterproof coat, grab a hot port from the Chicken Hutch Bar, and enjoy…

We’ve been getting plastered this week.

Although not how you think… it’s not, for example, that we were so relieved about horseracing being spared some of the largest tax hikes inflicted on betting operators in the Chancellor’s budget.

They wrote a pretty Hornpipe tune in honour of Beeswing, reputed to be the best mare ever to race at Kelso, and a song to celebrate the exploits of The Shunter (who scooped the £100,000 Morebattle Hurdle bonus), but this week’s blog is about two of the unsung heroes of horseracing…