Have you ever taken a walk through the old Sandown race track?
On one of my many walks there I sometimes stand by the fence by the barns and if I’m very quiet and still I swear I still hear the whinnying of the horses, the smell of hay and pine tar and the shouts from the lads as they get the horses ready for the race.
As I walk I see the little yellow building where the jockeys dressed.
Then I look across the track to the old oak tree. No yellow ribbon around it anymore. I shall always remember Sandown when I hear the song Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree.
Now progress is knocking on the door and that’s as it should be. I just hope we keep Sandown in the name. How about The Royal Sandown Mall?
Thanks for the memories.
Lesley Barclay
Sidney