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Saturday, March 14, 2009

What a mare

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.

4 comments:

Steve said...

Our secretary at work has just come back from Dubai. She said it was very brown. Very clean. Rather expensive. Lots of shops apparently and camel rides for the tourists. I don't think you're missing a great deal. You could get all of that at Weston-Super-Mare - minus the cleanliness and the camels.

missbehaving said...

LMAO, I would have done the same thing!

KAZ said...

You daft bugger!

Mimi Maguire said...

Maybe the dream was warning you NOT to put your money on that horse LOL!

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