At the races

Yesterday I travelled to Newmarket for a series of meetings with colleagues based in the East of England. My employer no longer has a local office in that part of the country, so we use meeting rooms when required and yesterday was the main racecourse at Newmarket.

It was very strange walking through the public areas, all clean and ready for the next meet and into the large, new stand without seeing a single person.  We had rented a couple of the executive boxes at the top of the main stand and the place was deserted.  It was rather eerie but a great location.

I saw a few horses in the distance exercising, but that was it!