Garswood primed for glory at Goodwood

Frankel himself struggled to preserve the dignity of Glorious Goodwood last year, when obliged to compete with the London Olympics. Today the  fixture’s claims as the most charming ritual of the British Turf are threatened with dilution only by the weather forecast, which has rather too equivocal a look for the liking of either punters or aesthetes. The latter most cherish the swaying backdrop of cornfields and woodland when bathed in sunlight; while the former have more practical distaste for rain clouds.

More headlines

Kid Koala, Scala, London

I can safely say that this is the only gig I’ve ever been to where oven gloves are a feature of the merchandising stall. But then Kid Koala is no ordinary performer.