Two-year-old talk from George Baker's Blog

George Baker

February 17, 2011

Thursday 17th February.....

The weather at the moment. One day good, one day very bad......

A beautiful dawn yesterday. A hint of frost. Dry. Jeremy Dougall (Gilt Free and the recently retired Carrigeen King) and my mother (whose Christmas present over a year ago was a little bit of Kummel Excess) with us for the morning. Whizzing around in the white Landrover. Which has had starter motor issues. Which means that it has spent too much time in the hospital. Judging by the slightly alarming smell of burning rubber through the morning, the old beast may not yet be out the other side of whatever ails it.....

The best sight of the morning being three of the 2-year-olds head up the "long" for the very first time. Immaculately behaved. Not turning a hair. Further testament, not that any is needed, to Patrick's enormous skill and ability at breaking in the youngsters. A nice step forward for these babies. Not exactly a "Brocklesby moment". But a good step forward.....

I was then able to persuade Jeremy and my mum to stay for lunch in the "canteen", The Rose and Thistle. An enormous bowl of moules for me. And by "enormous", I mean seriously enormous. Delicious. Enough to feed the yard......

And then on the road towards Wimborne. To meet Zara and Charlotte Sims, and to look at their home-bred 2-year-old that they are looking to send into training. A homespun fairytale. A homespun dream. Which is so much part and parcel of this game. In about 8 weeks time, "Bertie" will be ready to come into training. And the dream really will be alive......

Satnav. Frustrating how it has taken over our lives. Picking up Barney from school, and then due to head off into the Dorset depths to retrieve Tallulah from a friend's house. At which point, I realised that the aupair had cleverly removed the satnav disc. No map. A long and windy road to our destination. But Barney and I made it. Eventually. But not before, at a crossroads that I had never previously been anywhere near in my life, we came across our bookkeeper of three days, Fi, broken down. A small world etc........

Yesterday's slightly alarming news, personally, from an article in The Racing Post concerning the James Main inquiry, revolving around the use of the drug tranexamic acid in one of Nicky Henderson's horses -

""Earlier, the committee heard evidence from two BHA investigators involved in the case, Robin Gow and John Burgess.

Kieran Coonan QC, representing Main, questioned Burgess about apparent discrepancies between his original notes, taken when he interviewed Main, and the typed version that he said were completed after talking to his colleague Paul Beeby, BHA head of intelligence.

Coonan said : "I'm not suggesting there has been any mischief on your behalf, just suggesting there may have been a misunderstanding".

Burgess said that he "accepted" that it may not have been entirely accurate. ""


"Slightly alarming" for me because the above mentioned Mr Burgess has been to see us twice regarding the ongoing flapping inquiry. I am sure that he has a very good explanation for why he "may not have been entirely accurate". I look forward to hearing it, and I am sure he will be given the opportunity to give a full and frank explanation at some point.....

All this information and more can be found at HCE's The Horse Trainer Website Directory.

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