It’s Melbourne Cup Day in Australia and that means having a flutter on the Cup, dressing up in our favourite frocks, doning a feathered fascinator (or hat) and heading off for some frivolous fun.
Who’s going to win? Who knows? Who cares? The trainers, owners and jockeys do but I’m yet back the winner. Maybe this year! I’m hoping that one of Bart’s horses wins or if not, Alcopop: speaking of which, it is nearly time for my first glass of champagne.