My Trip to the Vaal Yesterday

I climbed in my car in attisipaction of watching CC race at the Vaal. As i left Urban Jungle for the Country i realised i was in the wrong car when i hit my first of many potholes that i imagine whole families sleep in at night.

On Arrival at the Track i attempted to stop at the stop sign where a security lay on her chair. This nearly caused a driver behind me of Large 4X4 to write off my poor little 3 tyred car. Security waved me angrily on as i had disturbed her restful afternoon.

Going through the security check seemed pointless as the people manning the point would not catch Uncle George on an off day. They could however tried to save me from a desperate hawker selling a book that looked like the Computaform but living in SA i was running to fast t get a clear look.

Notice the fountain at the entrance is still broken but has now become a well kept weed bed. Would have had a closer look at the weeds but the local track officials in a 740i nearly ran me over something important i'm sure.

Having fasted for the entire morning i though a lunch would be great prior to the race as finding a table was no problem in what i assume is the best place to sit other than the jockeys room. I started to study the form for race 3.

Finding a Pat Antelme winner is easier than finding a waiter. Behind me was someone who resembled romeo francis I think he was still waiting for breakfast and all attempts to explain the difference between a Coke Zero and Coke Lite seemed fruitless. When the waitress arrived i was to scared to order anything more challenging than a Hunters Gold. If I had only known that this process was standard i would have ordered food and 2nd round of drinks at the same time.

By the time she arrived with 1st hunters i had missed the parade ring and nearly missed placing my bets. Thankfully the lady behind the TAB counter was fell fed but had no utensils to eat all her food. Glad i dont support those Computers. Seeing her food caused me to nearly pass out from low suger. Upon returning to my table to watch the race and have my Hunters i found that in the country only the tough survive as the bottle had not been opened and i assume in the countryside you open bottles with you teeth. Fortunalty i had come with a former Rekkie and he opened by banging it against the Furniture. I am sure one of the legs of table i sure came loose but the Glass Partition held the table up.

Watching the race proved a challenge as A very lovely horsie woman sat right behind my TV set and i was not sure which filly to watch. The 1st positive for the day.

Watch a pleasure to watch CC run. At which time in the middle of the race the waitress returned with what i assume was my food i ordered. Paying not attention as she was not as interesting as the other two fillies. My retired Rekkie buddy took care of the waitress. Not sure if she will be found anytime soon.

CC ran a great race 2nd positive of the day.i had the pleasure of meeting Grecko and hearing what the Jockey had to say. Quite a pale guy for someone called Khumalo. No other ABC members were on track and can only assume they were being towed home with flat tyres.

Horsie still has beautiful feet and I hope never have to travel to PE or Kimberley to watch her run.

Leaving the Vaal proved as challenging as getting in. As our waitress needed to be paid being the good patron i am. However upon presenting my Credit accepted in 3 Billion institutions worldwide is not accepted at the Vaal. Please read Notice at door. The fact that i attempted to pay the waitress with a credit card seemed to doubly iritate her as she had noticed that i used her high quality menu a dirty old A4 piece of paper with missing edges to work my bets out on and i assume she needs to replace the menu if damaged.

In desperation i did not even wait to collect my winning from CC will collect next week at the Nigerian TAB.

Thanks again to Dave Lucky Cuckoo and Crew FOR THE HORSIE

Sly

I suggest you forward this to the RA; should hopefully give them some food for thought - their mandate is after all to look after owners and to improve the race day experience - or not?

Well written and Frodo is right.

Sylvester you must be the only one to stop at the stop sign at the entrance to the Vaal on race day. The gate would have been wide open.
Maybe you stopped to see if there were any pott holes around. Maybe the rekkie asked you to stop to see if the brakes work.
If you only gave some attention to the poor bloke selling Computorforms you would have noticed it wasn't computorforms but SLUTTIES does DALAS that is concealled in the computorform cover.
The horse fountain must be nice with that antique feeling and growing proteas, after all our jocks did get the Protea.......... not springbok colours.
Why did you use the Catering's menu to work out your permutations, big mistake you mist out on a whole wall still available ........ maybe there were no more space available on the wall.
Glad to hear the drinks was cold, could easily have been warm. They must have installed that new fridge since i was their last. This old running of cold water over the beers must be something of the past. Ice must have been found somewhere in the country, should call it ice after the founder Mr. Snot Ice.
Debit Card,Credit Card ? What is that .......... can it help with the air cons? Air blowing over the new founded riches called ice. Maybe to assist in the cutting of the white powder for snorking.
Sylvester educate and please come help.......... bring your rekkie with again next time to open the bottles.

PS. Tyre repairs can be done at the entrance to the the Vaal, watch out for the little ducks and chickens. If you ask nice they can even assit you with a donkey car. A statue will be erected shortly after the memories of old SEWE with real water running down.

Got to Laugh and enjoy what you can. Next week is Turfies so we will how that goes.