GRAND National morning. Wake up and for a moment, just a moment, it’s a regular day. Then it hits you fast, the realisation, the expectation, the impending, the dread and delight of the impending.

It’s the biggest race of your life, the biggest day of your life. See, riding is your life. Sure, you have friends and family, lovers and haters, but, for you, it’s a singular quest. You are a jockey.