And They're Off!
I'm getting in early...but...we are in the midst of our Spring Racing Carnival, anyway! Melbourne Cup Day is just around the corner...less than a week away now! It's one of my favourite days of the year. I don't attend 'Melbourne Cup Luncheons'...or parties, having had enough of those when I organised, catered for and waited on many while working in the hospitality industry. I do, however, celebrate the day...in my own style. My television is set on the race channel from early morning. Champagne chills, waiting in my fridge alongside fresh prawns and other tasty goodies. I race (no pun intended) down to the TAB at St Bernard's Hotel first thing in the morning. The past couple of years I've been the first there and the first to lay bets. The pub is not very far from where I live, about 2kms. I get in and out before the boisterous, madding crowds arrive, back to the sanctuary, though not sanity, of my haven!
I wrote a poem last night...I fiddled with it more this morning...in dedication to our exciting first Tuesday in November...Melbourne Cup Day. My drawing of the horse I did last year. I hope you enjoy both!
Melbourne Cup Day
Every hat possible is visible and on show our iconic Akubra
Fashions on the field glasses of amber nectar flow freely
What a very special event it is there is even a candelabra
Over in the Emirate's grand white marquee it suits ideally
Punters from far and wide have headed to the 'Big Smoke'
Fair Dinkum mate it is Australia's most famous horse race
Quite a few will win heaps while others will go home broke
The whole country remains glued as the horses begin the chase
That smiling bloke over there his pockets are full of dollars
Having placed a monstrous bet on the nose of the race winner
He chats up a pretty blonde while across to his mate he hollers
Broad smile on his face she has accepted his invitation to dinner
Here in the 'Lucky Country' once again it is Melbourne Cup Day
So settle yourself into a handy pozzie and grab your binoculars
Roan geldings sleek chestnuts black stallions and there is a grey
Some first-timers at a big meet and yet many others are regulars
On the first Tuesday in November everyone's attention is drawn
To the battle on the racetrack in awe of the high-spirited crowd
Some arriving early morning whilst others at the crack of dawn
Contagious goodwill undeterred by the appearance of a sole cloud
Drawing and poem by Lee