All elite sportsmen know there’s a price to be paid for the risks they take. Even so, Neil Jolly looks back on his career with some disbelief. “I was a lunatic when I was a jockey,” says Jolly, who retired in 2009 aged 35 due to injury and the punishing effects of dieting. “I stopped eating on Wednesday and I wouldn’t start eating again until Saturday night. That’s what you have to put your body through. It plays tricks with your mind.” What compelled him to keep going, he recalls, was an addiction to the rush of the race. “For a jockey, every ride could be his last.”
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The artifacts were often made from found objects – an Ivory dish-soap bottle transformed into an earthenware figure.
On New Year’s Eve 1899, the captain of this Pacific steamliner sailed into history. Or did he?