Last night after too much cheese before bedtime, I had a vivid dream that I was in Dubai. It's not a place I ever want to go, but last night in my dreams I was there. It was such a strong, vivid dream that for the first time in my life I looked through the paper today to find a racehorse with Dubai in its name.
In the 3.30 at Lingfield was a horse called Dubai Storming so again, another first, I logged on to Ladbrokes and made a minimum bet of a fiver then sat by the telly to watch my horse win, dreaming of the cash I'd rake in. And guess what? The horse lost. I'm not sure who the bigger donkey was, Dubai Storming or me.