Goodness we covered a lot of ground this afternoon either side of me heading out to do the shopping (hurrah, Sardines in Olive Oil are back on the shelves at M&S) - pharmacists (good and bad, mostly bad in Mr T's opinion), printing unions, life in Clapton in the early 70s, and finally...I steered Mr T onto today's most important topic, which was who to back for tomorrow's big race. He was (moderately) impressed that I'd clearly done some homework on who the fancied runners are, and shared with me his tips...suffice to say (as was the case last year) he can't see beyond an Irish trainer taking the top prize - in turn I won't repeat my amateur error of last year and ignore his advice...