(sort of like a piece of benny hill fim i assume) ;-) Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.
....but the East End was rather trendy in them days - cockney fashion photographers and so forth. Derby night they used to have your basic Kate Mosses of the time take over as kennel maids. Very lively were dog tracks - I loved it. Even worked on a movie about it. Did an interview with the then chairman of British Greyhound Racing, Colonel Satterthwaite. He put us in our place when we wanted a tea break during shooting. "I've never head a tea-break in my life"
Trap 6 was my favourite. Black and White stripes. But the blue dog was often good for an each way. Funny, if a dog had a shit during the parade, there'd be a sudden rush of money to the dog. They never won, or were short priced. I'm not sure what the logic behind it was. You can't be me, I'm taken
I'm not sure what the logic behind it was.
Ah well theres the theory that the dogs are deeply crooked, and regular rumours pop up that someone is out to fix races. the usual method quotes is that the kennle girls are payed to "Manipulate" the dogs. in the post manipulation comedown, the dogs are sleepy and will run slower. theory goes that the one dog whos bodily functions still appear to be working normally, hasnt been knobbled. Couple of punters notice that, leap to put money on while they can still get good odds, and the dogs price starts dropping, which makes other punters think something has been noticed, and round the vicious circle goes. Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.
