Today we jumped on a train to Ascot and headed to the racecourse.

My Dad got Tom tickets to a beer festival in the grounds of Ascot, so we could bet on the horses and drink beer - a winning combination.

Luckily for me, they also had a huge selections of cider to try.

When it came to the race, Calum bet on the horse with the silliest name, I bet on the horse with the prettiest name and Tom made an informed choice and won!