A couple of weeks ago I went to the Chester Races (horseracing) for the first time with my little sis.
I had been looking forward to it for a while but as the time got closer I wasn’t feeling so enthusiastic about it (this may have something to do with the looking for an outfit etc).
The part we went to was the posh side which meant dressing up which is something I dread. The week before I managed to get an outfit together and even treated myself to some new make-up.
The day started very early as we were getting the 10 o’clock train as Chester was 2 hours away (approx). I had had my hair curled the night before so didn’t get much sleep as I was worried about looking like a gollywog, but luckily it all worked out.
Here I am with my sis before we left her house.
I was very hesitant about the peacock feathers on my head as I have never been one for hats etc (my veil on my wedding day was the only time I had ever had anything on my head apart from baseball caps).
As my hubby works for the railway we were able to cheekily have the perk of sitting in first class, so we managed to hide away from anyone who may know us :DD
Once we got to Chester we were a bit early to go to the racecourse so headed into the first bar we could find for a drink to settle our nerves.
I had a white wine spritzer so looked quite posh.
My little sis on the other hand went for her usual, a bottle of lager
We decided to get a taxi to the racecourse as it was some distance to walk in our heels. Whilst we were queuing for a taxi a couple of girls behind us asked whether we wanted to share the cost of the taxi and share it, we agreed.
When we got to the racecourse we were still early, so again headed into the nearest bar.
Whilst we were in the bar we bumped into some lads from where we lived so we sat and had a laugh with them and also got a couple of hot tips to bet on.
As soon as we got into the racecourse we headed straight for the toilets and then had something to eat. We decided to go for the noodles rather than the pasties. I had the beef noodles and my sister had chicken. I wish I had had her chicken noodles as mine was not very hot and I had a bit of a funny tummy after it.
The first race I betted on I lost (just as well I only put £5 on it). The next one I one and the final race I more than doubled my money, so we bought a bottle of champagne to celebrate with. My sister one a couple of races (but not as much as me :DD )
The champagne went down a treat as it was really hot and tiring. We met some lovely people and I even had a nice compliment. I was told I looked 27, so that really made my day. I was really surprised to have drawn so much attention from the lads, as I felt like an old married woman, so my confidence was boosted a lot.
As we left the racecourse we bumped into the lads whom we had met in the bar so had a good chance to have some more friendly banter, I am surprised they did not hide as their “hot tips” were about as hot as my noodles were :))
We decided to walk back into the city centre and had a bit of a pub crawl. The first bar we went into a couple of lads started chatting us up. To me they looked very young, but as my sister is single I decided to play along for her.
The next bar we went into we decided to have some food with the young men we had bumped into. It was just as well as the one that fancied me confessed that they were 17 :crazy: to which I immediately told my sister and we decided to make a quick getaway.
Our story to escape was a fake phone call from my hubby asking where we were as he was in a different bar and was waiting for us. This seemed to do the trick, as we scarpered very quickly. U-(
The next bar we went into, we again bumped into some lads from where we were from, so we sat with them as there was nowhere else to sit.
The next few hours were the longest of my life as I still had a funny tummy and had by this time started throwing up as well and was feeling quite unwell.
Our train was not due until around 11 o’clock so it was a miserable few hours as by 9.30pm I had started to get Pancreatitis pains and was getting quite worried.
We decided to head for the train station a bit early as we had to walk and I just wanted to get home.
My little sis didn’t want to leave so early as she was enjoying herself, but I managed to persuade the lad who was getting the same train as us to leave with us, so he escorted us to the train station.
It was just as well we left early as the train was getting quite full by the time we got there and if we had left it a bit later we would have had to stand up all the way home.
It was a long train journey as I spent most of it in the toilet throwing up.
We were so glad to get home as by 1 o’clock my little sis was so tired she fell asleep on the train.
As you can tell she was so tired she even collapsed into the nearest wheelchair in the office where my hubby works whilst I was in the loo.
I spent the next few days recovering and wished that we had gotten the earlier train home.
All in all we had a really good time, but I am definitely too old to be partying all day and staying up that late LOL.
My little sis has decided to go back to the races in August, I will definitely be staying home and spinning or knitting all day as I don’t think my little body could cope with it again this year. :.