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

granny

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

sweep

…Sir Galahad looked suitably silly in his fascinator…

Sir Galahad

(…and they’re off)

…bloody Granny snaffled the sweep…

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

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