Started going to the races (ROSEHILL) as a young bloke with dad.
Dad bet on the gallops, trots and dogs so i didnt have much hope.
He purchased every race paper going and had the radio going 24/7 and at 74 yo hes still got the radio going 24/7.
Dad was a typical mug punter, bet on every gallop trot and dog race till he was dusted. Mix in as many beers as he could down and away you go.
If dad won in the seventies we went out for chinese. We went out about 3 times a year.
Dad taught me some valuble lessons, he worked bloody hard, put food on the table, looked after mum , payed the loans then drunk and gambled his bit.
to me thats life, provide for your family and enjoy yourself.