Even the Monday Jury strikes me as a waste of space.
It's also a bit disconcerting seeing what's happening in bookies' shops these days.
I'm an infrequent visitor but now that I use pubic transport as often as I can I find myself killing time between bus/train connections by going into nearby ones to catch a swatch at the RP.
Bookies are clearly only interested in feeding off gambling addicts. I know of a place where a Ladbokes and Hills are opposite each other. I had 10 minutes to kill waiting for a bus so went into Ladbrokes. No RP anywhere in view, just the wall cards but the form pages weren't pinned up, just the cards. Puggies everywhere.
Across the road, fair play to Hills. They had the wall cards and form plus the RP on its little lectern for all to see. When I sat down I was even offered a tea/coffee, which I politely declined as I didn't want to pish myself on the bus on the way into Glasgow.
But puggies everywhere again and kid-on cartoon racing on the TV screens. Not only that but a commentary to go with it as if it were a real race.
And punters urging on whatever they'd backed!
And one sad case crumpling up his betting slip and throwing it to the ground in disgust, shouting, on realising what had won, "Awfurfuxake! Ah backed yon fuckinbastert last time oot anaw!"
Sad, mad, bad.