The punters from Chelteham Races infest the local bars, restuarants, and hotels this week. Some conversations amuse the eavesdropper as the unlucky race-goer bemoans his losses. Others, loudly boast of their winnings (and need a good slap). Over breakfast this morning one group were complaining about the prices that were being charged by Worcester's "ladies of the night"... and outside the restaurant a solitary punter sat and sipped his Guinness at 7:30 am.
It's another world!
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