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  • Brilliant, but flawed

    Swift was the easiest dog you could have wished for as a pet. We brought her home from Hastings at six-weeks-old and she wee’d in the kitchen on her first day and immediately house trained herself. She was fifteen-years-old and… Continue reading

    Brilliant, but flawed
  • Too close to the Sun

    We’d narrowly missed out on future superstar Swift Ellie when she’d been sold to Dave Chapman at the end of her puppy season. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake again. Continue reading

    Too close to the Sun
  • Gamble landed – of Moth and Cobweb, part 3

    It says a lot about the optimism of youth that despite Cobweb’s horrific injury to her chest we never for one moment thought we wouldn’t be back racing as soon as the season resumed in earnest in the spring Continue reading

    Gamble landed – of Moth and Cobweb, part 3
  • The start of something – of Moth and Cobweb, part 2

    During the winter between Moth and Cobweb’s puppy season and their yearling season we started to develop our own and still largely unique way of training racing whippets. Continue reading

    The start of something – of Moth and Cobweb, part 2
  • Dusting off the Dream – of Moth and Cobweb, part 1

    University and an absence of seven years followed my first venture into whippet racing. My wife, then partner, and I had bought a cottage and having settled down it seemed an opportune time (for me at least) to have a… Continue reading

    Dusting off the Dream – of Moth and Cobweb, part 1
  • Big, Bad, Bess

    Flying Doll finally rose to the challenge and gave us something to race in opens, but back in those days Whippet News was like a sweet shop for whippeteers. Continue reading

    Big, Bad, Bess
  • How Broken Eagle became Flying Doll

    Licking our wounds we returned to Dick Chivers to see if any of the pups in the ill-fated Scamp’s litter were still available and two were, now we just had to choose the right one! Continue reading

    How Broken Eagle became Flying Doll
  • A False Dawn

    Despite our first whippet, Whisky, being from racing stock the sport itself had passed us as a family by. That all changed when we got our second one. Continue reading

    A False Dawn
  • In the beginning

    Whippeting for me began when I was three-years-old. Continue reading

    In the beginning