Lunch was a real collaborative effort today as Keith prepared the vegetables and cut up the chicken, Sophie put it all together, and I took care of the roast potatoes and dumplings! We ate at 2pm and the meal was delicious. As there was a lot left over, we decided to have it for dinner again tomorrow night, with bubble and squeak and another helping of my crunchy roast potatoes.
We settled in the living room in the afternoon, and I watched the horse racing from Cheltenham with Keith. In one of the races, I was struck by a beautiful horse called Abuffalosoldier. He was gorgeous with a plaited tail and a lovely shiny coat. He wasn't the favourite, but he maintained a lead all the way around the course and jumped like he was enjoying himself immensely. He kept the lead and won and Sophie asked if I'd put a bet on him. I hadn't but it was great to see him win.
Imagine the horror then, as his jockey was being interviewed, Abuffalosoldier collapsed live on television. As the programme carried on we learned that, despite the best efforts of the vets, he had died. It was heartbreaking for everyone involved and it affected the whole of my day. I didn't watch any more, and it's one of the reasons I've stopped watching The Grand National. I know the horses are looked after like the athletes they are, and receive the very best of care and attention, but when something like this happens it affects everyone. I've been horse racing with Keith and everyone goes quiet when a horse falls on the course, even the burly hardened bookies.
Later in the afternoon, we had another slice of Sophie's cake, which meant we didn't need to eat anything else for the rest of the day. Sophie is reading a Douglas Kennedy book about Berlin before the wall came down and was asking questions about the period, so we watched a BBC documentary about the fall of the wall in 1989. It was great to see all the familiar sights on television!
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