BOATPIG Page 198
You relay this odd bit of news to the barman who, naturally, is somewhat taken aback. You are however insistent and, a quick search later, he manages to find a bookie who will take a bet on the jockey winning the race on foot. Trusting to your translation skills he puts everything on it and awaits the result.
All seems normal till the second to last bend when the jockey, who has been visibly agitated the entire race, leaps out of the saddle and sprints for the line. In front of a stunned crowd he forces a photo finish and is eventually declared the winner by a whisker, his bushy moustache making all the difference.
The newly enriched barman thanks you before passing on what he knows, a member of the Bureau has been spotted in the Holborn area. As they aren’t at The Ship he presumes they were heading for the Princess Louise. As you’ve only just left there, that is slightly annoying. However you must follow the tip,