Childhood racing dream achieved
GROWING up, I spent a lot of time with my nan, who has a strong passion for anything horse racing.
This love for horse racing was passed down and for as long as I can remember it was something special that my nan and always shared.
Spring Racing was always a wonderful time of the year when I would sit down with my nan and watch the horses on TV.
She always had the greatest advice for me, including always go for the grey or black horses that way you know where they are in the pack.
My nan was lucky enough to attend the Melbourne Cup a few years ago and I promised her upon her return that I would one day get there as well.
Last weekend I got to do one better when I attended the events in Mt Perry and got to hold the Melbourne Cup for myself.
I must admit that I was a little bit scared that I was going to drop the cup.
It was defiantly a lot heavier than I thought that it would be.
It was a fantastic moment and I'm so lucky that I got that experience.
However, the best part of the experience is when I got home and phoned my 90-year-old nan to tell her that I held the cup that day.
The joy in her voice was evident.
She was more excited when I told her that I will be sending her a little pin of the Melbourne Cup that I got on the day.
She tells me that she can't wait to wear it on cup day.