The Winners 2016

  • Newmarket: more than meets the eye by Chris Humpleby

    To the best of my knowledge, I am not currently the father of any children. Nor do I plan to produce my own offspring anytime soon. But I was, like you, once a child and I am reasonably sure of the aspirations my parents harboured for me...

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  • The closer at Lingfield by Declan Delaney

    My heart was pumping, my hands were clammy, the horses were off and running. This wasn't the Derby, nor the Grand National, it was the closing handicap at Lingfield on a Saturday night...

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  • What he knew by Sibeal O’Briain

    When people asked what my Dad did, what his job was, I always had the same response: "Racehorses. He works with racehorses." Respect ensued, usually with a hint of curiosity and scepticism...

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  • Twelve to one by Brian Dowling

    “Well, are we on?” No such thing as “Hello” or “Lovely to see you” when you enter Nana’s house. All I am greeted with every Saturday morning is the usual question, “Are we on?”...

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  • The groom by Lizzie Hankinson

    Stillness. Not a sound or fidget as liquid eyes view each other and thoughts unspoken flow. Stillness broken as a small, still tender, brown young hand reaches up and caresses the mare's velvet muzzle...

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  • Lookin’ for a racecourse by Romany Whittall

    We'd only walked about 100 yards before my waterproofs were saturated and a river was gushing off the tip of my nose. Twice my brother had threatened to turn back, and twice I had glared at him...

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  • The Grand National by Amina Nelson-Riggott

    It was dark by the time we got back from Liverpool. Usually, I dread walking down to the field after dusk because of the bit where the rhododendron bushes grow like a tunnel over the path...

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  • The shoe of the great white horse by Jessica Henderson

    In a small dark cottage, a silver horse shoe sat upon a dusty mantlepiece beneath the shadow of a memory. The shoe was born from a furnace flaming wild, beaten to shape by the blacksmith’s hammer...

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