FOR a number of years now at the Cheltenham Festival, my desk allocation has been opposite that of Lydia Hislop. I cannot say that we have done much more than had a nodding acquaintance, saying ‘good morning’ or exchanging the occasional snippet of information.

The lack of communication has nothing to do with either side being haughty or unfriendly. Indeed, I have been a staunch admirer of the broadcaster and, as a people-watcher, I had long ago concluded that the lady is the ultimate professional. In the hours leading up to the off of racing, it is a busy period for Lydia and not so much for me. More time to people-watch.