An empty mug in a state of bitterness…

Possibly my most unAustralian Melbourne Cup ever.

No bet. No frock. No beer. I even missed the race thanks to inconveniently timed school pickup.

But considering my past form and track record I’m probably out in front. [My technique of picking by sheer name wouldn’t  have had me winning in a Green Moon.] So cheers to that.

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