I am not that old, I was about five when Red Rum won his first race and when his name cropped up in 1977, I knew then that this race and the horses that ran in it had a magic all of their own. How delighted I was to find a book that described so wonderfully each race, its combatants, its riders and the back stories behind some of the main names. Such wonderful horses I have followed, shouted for and still make me smile - Garrison Savannah, Bonanza Boy, Party Politics, Aldaniti, Rhyme 'n' Reason, Little Polveir and of course Red Rum. They did not have to win, and many haven't; they just carried with them hopes, dreams and the passion on that long run for home. This book also carries the facts of who finished where and here too some great memories return. I remember Big Brown Bear leading the field at 200/1 and how I shouted at the television. I remember the year Spartan Missile was in the running and how I was trying to find a pub in London showing the race. Today I can't find that pub, but the atmosphere is forever holds a place in my memory. So I have grown up with this race and if you are a fan, take a look and allow it to take you back to that one afternoon each year when the nation unites for the marvellous horses, the brave jockeys and the Grand National.