With the US election too close to call,
Australians were stunned by the story
of George W. Bush's drink driving offence
being committed with an ageing tennis ace
in the passenger seat. John Newcombe
is our current national tennis coach and owns
a moustache now very much more famous
than his backhand! Surely there is some sort
of a poem in this? It gets Bush and bushier...
Forgive my sporting recidivism but on a very
rare day's punting, I backed four of the last
five winners on Victoria Derby day. My first bet on a
nag in 12 months won $100 when Lolita Star
burst through the pack in the 5th. Enough people
were punting at the Daulton Bar for the barman
to turn race 5 off twice accidentally
while attempting (an incompetent with a remote)
to turn up the sound (it's usually muted). Lolita Star was
last when the barman screwed things up,
Imagine my surprise when the race flashed back on
and Nabakov was lunging for the money!
Good novel. Good nag. Lolita, sweet Lo. Light
of my life, fire of my loins... The tip of the tongue
taking a trip to tap at three on the teeth Lo- Li-Ta
Star!
Apologies for any misquoting.
best
Hugh
PS Anyone got a hot tip for the Melbourne Cup?
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