Instead of revelling in the conclusion of its own version of Cheltenham, Irish racing has been seeking answers not forthcoming, simmering with anger. The Punchestown Festival was due to conclude on Saturday, most popular of the five days’ extravaganza. Summer sun, consistent with weather taunting a nation on house arrest in April, marked the beginning of May. The notion of 30,000 converging to watch racing now fanciful, racing folk were instead mired in the meaning of the Taoiseach’s address to a weary public. Racing would not return until June 29, unless it could be treated, as by so many Leinster…

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