Mark Read was the last colourful bookmaker, perhaps renowned more for showmanship than betting turnover which was hardly immaterial.
By comparison Rosehill Gardens on Saturday will be a ghost town, with few punters surveying the odds, rolling round like tumbleweed doing their best on a program that lacks the vitality of the Flemington Final series at the dead-end of the season.

Still with most of the top jockeys absent Rosehill again gives the lesser lights, the chance to show prowess and the lightweight, Alysha Collett with heavyweight power, has key mounts, especially Accredited for Joe Pride in the Winter Stakes, the feature event.
Collett takes on Josh Parr, a money rider and always a match for the best, handles Bjorn Baker’s Robusto from the one gate. Parr cajoled three winners at Rosehill last Saturday including stablemate Thunderlips, but he is replaced by Anna Roper, the apprentice, against him and Collett in the Winter due to the gelding’s weight, 54kg.

Yes the Rosehill sprint is intriguing but overshadowed by the honour roll of the Saturday’s Creswick Sprint, the Flemington major, with three very strong winners Nature Strip (2020), Gytrash (2019), who later notched a Group one Lightning at Flemington, and Front Page (2018). Front Page? Well Front Page, a veteran bush cuddy, has accumulated over $3 million in prizemoney, and scored at Eagle Farm in June.
Once punters went to Rosehill to bet on the corresponding interstate meetings, particularly Melbourne, due to the strength of the betting ring where Read called the odds, chided other bookmakers and even declared Fine Cotton “a ring-in” at Eagle Farm before the Brisbane stewards took action.
No doubt Sydney had the biggest bookmakers, including Bill Waterhouse, son Rob, Bruce McHugh and Harry Barrett but they were mute.

“He was one of the last of the sideshow style spruikers who attracted hordes of punters milling around his stand even if they weren’t betting,” David Hickie recalled in “Legends Of The Racetrack”, in support of the Lillye view.
During the races Lillye recalled Shaw gasping for a cigarette and none was forthcoming. “A hundred pound to a cigarette,” the bookmaker called to nearby racegoers about a horse who had little chance. A punter accepted and the horse was beaten in a photo.
Shaw was very old when I kicked off and had lost his dash if not panache but Arthur Sing, with a Chinese pedigree, was in full voice and a personal favourite.

Sing had a strong likeness and delivery to Edward G. Robinson, the Hollywood actor, noted as a sparring partner with Humphry Bogart in Key Largo and played cards better than Steve McQueen in the Cincinnati Kid.
“Shoot me down punters,” Sing would chant when first-up with the odds for every race. Still operating when over 80 we know who filled the casualty list.
Screens and mobile telephones have replaced it.
The colour and character will never return but the bookmakers, city, provincial and country should be given endangered species encouragement.



How I miss those wonderful days –
Bookies , Characters & an education about life –
Remember at Cessnock dogs – 30 races on a programme – Morning , Afternoon & Night – then we never had enough – a game of Two-Up after the 30th Race –
Bookies & Punters doing battle –
Oh the memories !!!
Allen,
Thirty races at Cessnock dogs? You were a glutton for punishment.
My ideal weekend was Harold Park trots on Friday night, Randwick, Rosehill, Warwick Farm or Canterbury on Saturday, Wentworth Park dogs on Saturday night and betting on the Sydney Harbour 18 footers on Sunday. Thommo’s depended on the bank at the end of the day.
Cheers
Max P
Todays bookies are like robots every one has the same price.Come on bookies have an opinion like Mark Read you might get some money
Tiger,
The fire has gone out of the ring but you can still get overs (occasionally).
Cheers
Max P
Arthur Sing was my favourite Id ask him for a better price, he’d say, what do you think this is girly? But he’d improve the price. Once I asked him, where do I collect? He said down there and around the corner, you can jog if you like.
Some great memories there. My old grandfather Athol George Mulley told some great tales about his experiences ridding for some of the big bookies as owners and other observations of their operations. I have always enjoyed your work Max and still have a lot of it. The “vibe” of the track certainly has lost a lot of zest with the loss of the great, and even not so great bagmen.