'A 12/1 winner, a 10/1 winner, a 9/2 winner and, wait for it a 50/1 winner .
. ." I remarked to one colleague earlier this week.
"And you don't even know what you're doing," came the response." Quicksmart, I might add.
Barely had the words left my mouth when said interlocutor was jumping in with the kind of metaphorical two-footed tackle that had me picking teeth out of the folds in my cheeks – figuratively speaking, of course.
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