Ya gotta do it at least once.  So given that our friend Laura had arranged for her Alumni Club of Notre Dame to attend and have a car park party, we schlepped out in our finery on the train from Waterloo Station, barely got a seat and watched the hilarity of everyone drinking their champers on they hour + ride down.  We found the party in the car park after awhile and then made our way in, bets were made, pounds were lost.  When the horses come around the corner it really is exciting, even the understated British announcer goes a couple decibels higher in his reporting.

“Tailgaiting” with Notre Dame alumni club, Conrad, Rob, ? and Jeff.

  

The masses, the dapper man in his morning suit! Rented in the nick of time…that is another story ; )

Pink, it is the new black you know!

Best advice, leave before 5pm, drunken fools abound..