“GOLD! Always believe in your soouul” That was the soundtrack to my Thursday at Cheltenham. No, not some trad version of the Spandau Ballet classic in the Guinness Village, but the by-product of sitting beside the girls of the Horse Racing Ireland marketing team in the Media Centre.

By close of play, the commentary was that Inothewayurthinkin was a coup for the ages but this Tik Tok was right up there with anything the Irish achieved at Cheltenham this week, with some of the brightest personalities in Irish racing reined in to lip sync a line from the 1980s tune.

Seriously, I can’t get Willie Mullins to answer the phone for a quote for one of his horses in a listed chase at Cork, but the HRI girls got the soon-to-be 18-time champ and Festival century scorer to shout "GOLD!" in front of their camera with all the panache of a peak Freddie Mercury.

Impressive stuff. They even had time to get Fran Berry a cake to celebrate the 25th anniversary of his Coral Cup success on Khayrawani. Did you hear that, did you? Fran rode a Cheltenham Festival winner. Jeepers, you wouldn’t know it from him. In other news, Hewick only cost 800 quid.

Teahupoo probably cost a bit more, but he provided a priceless moment for Gordon Elliott in the big one. It hasn’t been easy for the Summerhill man around here in recent seasons. Crossbars and posts have been rattled and he must have thought it was a dodgy VAR call when Romeo Coolio and Jalon D’oudairies came there on the snaff in the Champion Bumper only for Jasmin De Vaux and Patrick Mullins to swamp them both late in the day.

The Robcour seven-year-old won in the style of the good thing he was backed to be. I unintentionally (you’ll have to take my word for it) found myself on television, firstly while shaking Gordon’s hand on the way in and then while recording him in the press huddle only to find myself bang in front of an ITV camera.

Well, if I had any sort of notions about myself at all, they’d have been stripped away fairly sharply. I’ve never had my WhatsApp light up so quickly. You know that scene in Father Ted where Father Jack pipes up and shouts: “Who let that gobshite on the telly!?”

Aside from that, the general theme of the day was of a British fightback. Five winners for the home team - we haven’t seen the like in many a year. Listening to the likes of Dan Skelton and Ben Pauling afterwards, there was real fire in the belly. Pauling nearly went into Kevin Keegan mode while Skelton finished off one sentence with the utterance, ‘Rule, Britannia!” and a laugh – all in good fun.

People don’t care for the Prestbury Cup really, but they do care about a good strong spread of horses between the two countries. We still have work to do there of course, but Willie Mullins was conspicuous by his absence in the winner’s enclosure on the day and that is no bad thing every so often.