(Wearing Suzannah, and Edwina Ibbotson)
I think for the first time ever, I had a win at Ascot. After a cracking time on opening day with Brig, as a guest of the racecourse, I returned on Ladies Day with my friends at Longines, the official timekeepers, for lunch in their box, and what turned out to be a day of serious betting, urged on my friend Ursula. Although when I say serious, what I mean is a fiver here and a tenner there. I am never going to be breaking the bank at Monte Carlo.
Anyway, it paid off . Bracelet, I love you.
Although at day’s end I think I was a £2.50 down overall, which isn’t bad, considering I must have laid out about £120. Mainly thanks to my cousin Robin, who was advising me on Facebook and who managed to pick a winner or a place in most of the races. I shall draw a veil over my uncle’s advice, whose super duper hot tip in the last race came in second last. (I come from a long line of people obsessed with racing.)
The wonderful Tania Kindersley and I managed to find each other in the melee, which just about made my day.
And I found Suzannah Crabbe, designer of the eponymous label, and, most particularly, of both my ravishing Ascot dresses, including this one. My hat is by Edwina Ibbotson, also from Suzannah’s shop, which eagled eyes readers may have worked out, given that we are wearing the same hat. The lovely navy clutch bag was a birthday present from The Cambridge Satchel Company.
My horse trailed in on the first race, so that was my accumulator dead in the water.
We lunched in quite some style, thanks to Longines.