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Hovis’ Friday diary: off to pastures new
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I have more rugs than I have lives
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘I’m expecting clandestine meetings with high-profile envoys’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘I am the weapon other equine teams are terrified of’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: is diet-by-proxy a thing?
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Hovis‘ Friday diary: I’m a good coach, not a miracle worker
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘Think about it, selector peoples, please think about it...’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I have huge news
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I have looked death in the eye... and kicked him in the goolies
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I need your good vibes...
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘I wouldn’t look out of place on Hunstanton sea front under the pseudonym Hillary’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘If looks could have killed...’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘The most loathed word in the equine dictionary’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I’ve never been so insulted in my life
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I’ve had the most wonderful week...
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I am still firmly grounded
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I have to question how life can get any worse...
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ’suddenly the mood went blacker than mother’s heart’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘please pray for my parts’
Things have taken a turn for the worse for Hovis this week
