While I didn't bet yesterday on the Melbourne Cup, my wife did - picking a horse that I would have immediately glossed over thanks to form and watching it come home in a big way. Just another nice reminder that sometimes we over complicate things far more than we need to..
I SHOULD BE SLEEPING
3:30AM - Eyes open, ready to face the world! The issue here however is that the alarm doesn't go off until 4:30AM and I'm now an hour ahead of myself. I'll just go back to sleep then!
Great idea in theory, mind and body were having none of it. Still it was a nice hour lie down before the phone chirped it was time rock and roll again..
ALL SYSTEMS GO!
In the big rant/rave/write up about cup day interest waning yesterday, I clean forgot to mention that when we walked into the studio the internet side of things was not having a good morning. There were issues at the Telstra exchange at Adalong, the fibers were hungover or something, phones weren't working, internet just plain wasn't..uh...interneting. Well not for Telstra or Optus customers.
Luckily I'm with Vodaphone which was unaffected. And while I'm usually stuck trying to use their service in parts of the region (Mitta Mitta last year, Colac-Colac this year you're not going a call out there on the VF network) I was very happy to have one of the only working phones/internet devices still available in the building. Not that we all devolved into cave people due to a lack of sudden technology, it was more finding it weird doing a radio show with no internet.
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Go back to reading books and remember things off the top of our heads? When has that ever worked?
BUT IT'S ONLY WON ONCE RACE SO FAR..
And that startling fact on Melbourne Cup winning horse GOLD TRIP was completely ignored by my better half who saw the name, thought 'Well that reminds me of our big trip up to the Gold Coast when we moved states close to six years ago!' and proceeded to plonk some money on it. She didn't look at it's previous form, didn't consult forums, didn't ask an expert 'in the know', didn't compare jockeys to see who was riding with some bit of purple on their silks, none of that.
'That's a great name, I'll have that one thanks' and suddenly she's up a couple of hundred bucks. And this wasn't even a work sweep either, just a random bet she made when she was at a loose end. I wish my bets had that kind of good luck! Next time I'll just slip her some spare change and see how she goes!
(Although in saying that, I did alright last year when I found a horse that reminded me of our cat and chucked a couple of coins on it just to see what happened. A nice dinner out for the family was the ultimate result there..)
THE HUNT FOR THE BEST PUB
It's our second last category in our Best of The Border search so far and there's plenty of pubs that stand out for me so far for good meals and cold beer including Sodens, Beer Deluxe, Bended Elbow (love their quiz nights!) and Elgin's Wodonga.
Worst pub ever though? While we're not searching for that and while it's miles away from the Border Region, one stands proud in my mind above all else. Now this was twenty or so years ago and I'm hoping it's changed since then (sincerely, by a lot!) but it was the Great Britain Richmond.
Actually I've checked, it's permanently closed now. But back when it was open, it roughly looked like this.
And it was more the choices in this strange pub that made it stand out. Or more the stunning lack of - I ordered a bourbon and coke: 'Sorry, no offence but we've found that bourbon drinkers usually like to start fights. Not saying you would of course, but we don't serve bourbon here..'
What? That didn't explain the bottle of Bundy Rum on the shelf that I'm sure could kick off it's own blue easily enough.
So I ordered a VB instead (this was back in the very early 2000s when I drank the stuff): 'Yeah sorry, we don't have VB, we just don't stock it. We have a choice of two beers, Goat or Piss Beer. Which would you like'
I settled for Goat as my only choice and decided based on those two answers so far, the odds of me finding something enjoyable on the menu were probably slim. Most likely one choice of pie with an odd meat, like camel. Or Gremlin.
Oh and in case you were wondering, Piss Beer wasn't a nickname..
Apparently in beer lore it was created from this pub, so the more you know! (Although oddly I did see it for sale at a Hamilton Pizza Parlour a few months later and that was about 350kms down the road - I haven't seen any in the wild since then however.)
TOMORROW
Possibly flooding. Great...
More then, take care!
-Almigo
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