When I showed up for work on Saturday morning the first thing my colleague asked was who I was betting on today? “Betting, Who, what?” I replied. I then preceded to get a cultural education on English Horse racing and “The Grand National” which is a huge annual horse race that everyone bets on in England…even people staunchly opposed to gambling (“Oh, So they jump over hurdles. “No, their called fences.”) So, after a few hours of reading the saturday paper I put £5 on #33 Comply-or-Die. Later on in the day we skipped across the street to ‘The Slug and Lettuce’ to watch the race…and who finished first but good ol’ #33. We jumped, high fived, and screemed like girls…and then preceded to the bookies to collect our winnings. £30 each. We split a bottle of bubbly to celebrate (Jantz – an excellent sparkling wine from Tasmania) and I took Pj out to dinner that evening with friends David and Ping Henningham. Here is a link if you want to read more.