Well now. Tempted as I was by the fancy dress "code", I'm afraid that for the 5th year running since joining in Oct 2002 I shall miss the President's 10
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I'm afraid that I had my tea leaves read today and they foretold of dark days ahead, shopping in the mythical village known as Croydonia.
May I wish all competitors the best of luck and lo, I live in hope that one day, I will break my duck at this most momentous of racing events.
Snoop
PS - bearing in mind I had planned on riding this one in a towel and a shower cap with a loofah strapped to me cross bar maybe, just maybe, it's a good thing I'll not be there