Evening All,

All sitting comfortably? - Then I'll begin!

We arrived at Kempton on a cloudy but not unpleasant afternoon, and after meeting Anthony, Paul and Martin in the bar (where else?), we settled in for the afternoon's racing.

By the time 4 o'clock came, when some were celebrating earlier successes, whilst others among us were counting the ever increasing pile of discarded betting slips, we left the bar to watch Molly and her opponents in the parade ring.

Molly, as ever, looked the picture of calm serenity, and as she was led around the ring, we had a quick chat with Neil who, like the rest of us, felt that she was definitely in with a shout if she could replicate her performance at Wolverhampton, a view which seemed to be shared by the bookies who had her at second favourite at the off.

When Liam Keniry joined us, Neil instructed him to try to get Molly up with the first five or six in the pack and settle her in to the race until the last two to three furlongs in the straight, before letting her run her race at the end.

The first part of the plan seemed to be working well, but then she came through the pack a little too quickly and was in second place a good four and a half furlongs or so from the finish, but failed to maintain this position and gradually levelled out, before picking up the pace again to finally finish fifth in a field of 14.

After the race, Liam said that she seemed to run in spurts, and he didn't feel that she'd given her all for the entirity of the race, and felt that maybe another furlong or so may do the trick next time out (yes, that old chestnut!)

Once the de-brief was over, we all headed back to the bar feeling a little deflated, but not too distraught (she did beat nine home after all, so hardly a disgrace).

Hope I've remembered all the important bits, but I'm sure the boys will let me know if not.

Good Night All Jackie

p.s Well done Anthony on your placepot!