And I may have missed out a few sponsors.
Every year it heralds the start of winter hibernation, where life as we know it slows to a hedgehog's winter heartbeat and even Lucy Mangan puts on the central heating. But racing fans have the red glow of hope to keep them warm through the winter as they squirrel away pile after pile of fat juicy antepost vouchers for the great Spring thaw that is the Cheltenham Festival. Pistolet Noir wouldn't be the worst place to start your collection I'd suggest...
Of course the other rite of Spring happens on the second Tuesday of March, just after the Supreme Novices, the Arkle and the Champion Hurdle, when your pile of life-changing winter vouchers are offered up in sacrifice to the great gambling gods of Cleeve Hill.
They hate dreamers...
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