You can’t please everybody so have to please yourself

There’s an old saying which deems that ‘One man’s trash is another man’s treasure’ and it’s one which I believe in and swear by to the nth degree.

For example, despite being let down more often than a bouncy castle in high summer and having my heart broken with similar regularity to a chef cracking an egg, with every fibre of my being I am more determined than ever to get back farming.

Aside from the fact that far too much groundwork – literal and fiduciary – has gone into it to let someone else’s self  obsessed  heartlessness get in the way of it, there’s a much deeper desire and, in fact, need to fulfill a long festering commitment there to be honoured. Using as much classic/vintage machinery as is possible. Some of which is already in situ.

Such as a wagtail fertilizer spreader and, in agricultural terms, my most treasured possession, an ‘inherited’ PZ Haybob which I think was was purchased new in 1984. Now read on…

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Yes, I can almost hear you all pondering what all of the preceding could possibly have to do with the appended. Quite simply that, as another old adage decrees, there’s more than one way to skin a cat. Similarly, in terms of style of writing, Shirley Bassey became very famous and made an awful lot of money by powerfully ballading I Am What I Am. It has been starkly brought to my attention recently that certain entities have all off a sudden fallen out of love with the style in which yours truly churns out content. Tough sh**. I am what I am, what you see is what you get. No matter where you go or what you do in life, you have to stay true to yourself. As Dunboyne legend Mick McAuley famously sang in Garden Party.

Thus, while, in the aftermath of the extent of the injury recently sustained by Ryan Moore emerging, there may be clamour as to who Aidan O’Brien will give first choice on the Coolmore horses to for the remainder of Flat season, I would be very much a case of making what they have ‘in house’ work.

In other words, I can envisage a torrent of cries for Colin Keane or William Buick – absolutely nothing against either by the way, the two best flat jockeys on the planet – but I’d have absolutely no doubt the Master of Ballydoyle will ‘promote’ from within. By way of giving Wayne Lordan first call on his stock and then, as is often the case, if there are multiple representatives of the Rosegreen operation, they will most likely be divided out between Jack Cleary and Mark Crehan and Ronan Whelan and Chris Hayes.

If it were me, I’d also be including Seamie Heffernan in that rotation, possibly to the exclusion of all others bar Wayne, but, the bespeckled bastion of Ballydoyle hasn’t got too much wrong over the years, so probably just as well to leave him at it.