Every June, one of the most spectacular and glamorous events in the area takes place just under nine miles from where I live. Much of Yorkshire and a few from elsewhere descent on Beverley locusts migrating. At least, it feels like it.
The ladies day at Beverley racecourse is the ultimate day out. Today there is beautiful dresses, stylish suits and the ultimate race and you can feel the excitement buzzing in the air. I know as much about horse racing as I do theoretical physics, but that’s irrelevant. To me, the event is about sparkling Prosecco on a sunny spring day, women dressed to the nine’s, and more fun than you’d find outside the walls of Alton Towers.
It is compulsory to attend with a group of friends, the law of averages dictating that at least one will win enough, either on th
