I've just been looking on the Racing Post website (see, you can teach an old dog new tricks) for the low down on the horse called Farmer Frank.
It says of his performance in the race: Failed to get home after kicking clear some way out. Which is ironic because that's pretty much what happened to me last Saturday after drinking that scrumpy.
Encouragingly, the Post also says: He's not one to write off just yet. Which I've also been telling the ladies for years!