Three years ago when I was at the races , a really nice lady asked me to take a photo of her and her friends....I do this a lot for women who are there with the girls and want a little memento of their day out.....after the next race , the same lady reappeared , this time by herself and asked me if I came racing a lot....I am used to this question as people think if you go racing regularly you have lots of tips to give which I never do....much to my surprise she wasn't interested in tips , she introduced herself as Anne Marie...from Manchester...here with her friends on a hen night...we spoke about various things for five or ten minutes and then she left to go and put a bet on the next race....shortly after the race she returned....  '' any luck ''   no I replied   ''me neither'' she said   this time she told me that they were all booked into a hotel in town for the night and asked where I was staying...I wasn't staying far from them , ''might see you later tonight then'' she smiled and walked away....after the next race  Anne Marie returned , but this time she shocked me by telling me she was in a very unhappy marriage , her husband was a brute who treat her like dirt and how this night away was like heaven to her and all she wanted was someone to treat her nice   ''are you interested''   I almost fell through the floor....after I had recovered my composure I managed to say ''what do you mean by treat you nice''   ''oh , maybe we could go for a nice meal together and then take it from there''    we arranged to meet later for dinner.