Rhys is a bit young to go the races just now. It didn't stop me and his Mummy going though. I bought tickets ages ago and it was always going to be our first big day out after Rhysy was born. So, in cracking weather, off we went! 
Nanny Betty, Grandad Bob, Uncle Rob and Aunty Claire all looked after Rhys. It was an early start, bottle of champagne on the go by mid-day. Mummy had 9 bottles of milk ready for our baby, I had a fridge full of beer and bottles of wine for anyone who decided to visit while we were out. You can neverhave enough beer can you, especially when Grandad Bob has a thirst on. 
What a fantastic day!
Nothing on the first race though. I was counting on Rhys for the second race. I read out all six runners to him in the morning and watched for some reaction. 'Jack The Giant', Rhys pulls a face. 'Was that a yes or a no though lad you're going to have to make it more obvious, I need you to pick me a winner'.
I went through them again, a smile this time, or was he just laughing at me?
Right, Jack The Giant it is. Mummy picked Don't Push It, was there a message in that?
Only 6 horses in this race, we'll get a place at least, won't we.
RESULTS
Don't Push It (second to last)
Jack The Giant (last)
Nice one Rhys, you owe me a tenner!
Third race in, nothing again!
We were getting a bit worried now. I've never had such a losing streak. We had excellent views though. We stood by the winners parade, the Weighing Room and were mingling with the jockeys, trainers and horses (well sort of). The weather was ace too and Rhys was enjoying his day with the family.
Forth race, the one before the big one and yes!
First and third, happy days, we were straight now.
The Grand National itself and we watched all the horses getting ready and put a few last minute bets on. I was going to do Thisthatandtheother but the jockey got changed just before I was handing my money over so I changed my mind. 'Silver Birch' I said after the hotel I used to stay in in Omagh.
Way Hey!!!!!!!
33-1!!!!
Em got second place as well so we were well happy!!!!!
We had a great day and were missing our little boy so a couple of drinks close by and home. There was a party in our house and we were invited!
Billy, Shirley, Bob, Betty, Claire, Robby and Hayley all looking after our Rhys.
Billy loves Grand National day and last year decided to throw himself on the floor and roll round, cutting his face quite badly. This year he decided to take it easy and make lady like gestures to people...
So the end of the races at Aintree for another year and it had to be the very best ever. I better go now before Uncle Billy comes round to sort me out ( with his hand bag). Cheery bye for now!!!
