Rolf Johnson finds election date betting furore marks ‘golden anniversary’ of 50-year-old Carmel track coup

The sweet smell of Sticky Toffee Pudding pervades the oh-so-neat village square of Cartmel. Fifty years ago the odour of skulduggery wafted across it from the bijou racecourse next door.
Nothing beats ‘being there’ and half a century on it seems like yesterday that we made our way round Morecambe Bay from Lancaster University to the tiny jumping course to witness one of the most stylishly orchestrated racing gambles.
The four of us never missed a Cartmel meeting. We weren’t, though, w...