Day One of battle cautiously negotiated and a little ahead

The acute pangs for the Cotswolds began early yesterday. To unload the frustration, I tapped on my phone and screamed as loud as I could on Twitter. ‘I hate, hate anyone heading to Cheltenham today’.

I inserted a few of those little emoji fellas, the little lads with the yellow heads, mouths wide open and the tears streaming down their cheeks.

I was feeling sorry for myself. Nobody else did.