Melbourne Cup Day…

As you know, being Victorian born&bred, Melbourne Cup Day is a high-religious holiday in our gaff and as a rule we repair to the closest track (Kalaru up here.) But at the 11th hour we decided to pull the plug and set up our race day picnic at the Hideout instead – more comfortable for Granny…

race day picnic

Melb Cup


All the trimmings, it goes without saying; the roses, the bubbly, the G&Ts (Poor Toms, darlings, of course) and the ubiquitous flutter…


…Sir Galahad looked suitably silly in his fascinator…

Sir Galahad

(…and they’re off)

…bloody Granny snaffled the sweep…


…and we skyped the Muzzbotts during the race. The perfeck trifecta!

[Not to mention Michelle Payne’s socio-historic win. Hoorah! n(Ed)]

2 thoughts on “Melbourne Cup Day…

    • Yeah, I think you have to do Flemington (at least once!) but all the country tracks spread across the nation are just as much fun (arguably more.) We used to go to the track in Canberra all those years we spent up there, but by the end it became so crowded that it was seriously unpleasant. Much nicer to find a little country meeting. Pambula used to be gorgeous (and just on the right side of daggy) but it’s defunct now sadly.


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