VETERAN horseman Duncan Alexander, patriarch of the Alexander racing family, has died in Johannesburg, aged 87.

Alexander, who has been battling ill health for several years but reportedly enjoyed an excellent last few days, collapsed following a shower on Sunday morning, the exact cause of his death as yet unknown.

Despite the setbacks with his health, Alexander was a regular weekend racegoer and firm supporters of his son Gary’s racing stable.

Alexander, who grew up in Brighton, UK was always destined for a career in racing and he said in a 2006 interview: “I don’t come from a racing family. But my interest grew daily as I read about the exploits of people like (Sir) Gordon Richards. I started slipping into the racetracks at Brighton and Gatwick as a teenager. Kids weren’t allowed on the tracks in those days, but where there was a will there was a way. I became a regular at the races and, being so small, I set my sights on becoming a jockey. I was never going to be anything else!’’

He had to wait a few years before his dream could come true. A doctor advised his father that his mother, of ill health, would have a better quality of life in sunny South Africa. The Alexander family immigrated to our shores in 1947.  His family wanted him to study, to follow an academic career, but young Duncan had his way and his dad took him to the busy training establishment at Newmarket in Alberton, where in 1947 he was accepted as an apprentice to trainer Henry Eatwell, one of the leading trainers at the time whose stable riders were Bert Abercrombie, Charlie Barends and Johnny McCreedy, all masters of their trade.  

Alexander weighed in at 44kg, redefining “tiny”. He was given only a handful of mounts during the first three years of his apprenticeship. “I thought my chance would never come. My first winner seemed further away every day I got up to go the gallop track,” he said.

But the big day finally arrived – 11 November 1950 – and Alexander found the winner’s box on a horse called First Page over 1200m at the old Benoni track for trainer Izzy Bendon.

The winners started flowing and in his era Alexander won the old Gilbeys Stakes three times on Magic Mirror, Zealous and Damask respectively. He set an extraordinary record by winning five Durban Merchants Sprints with five successive rides on Nervous Tension (1962), Even Beat (1964), William Penn (1965), Prize Bell (1966) and Glengyle (1967). “It could so easily have been six out of six,” he said, “but I lost my 1963 ride on Jolly Drummer because I was injured in the race preceding the Merchants!

After a lean spell in 1965, Alexander bounced back. Trainer ‘Cookie’ Amos needed a lightweight for his filly Renounce in the 1966 Metropolitan Handicap (J&B Met). Alexander was his first choice. Cookie’s brother Stanley was on the favourite, and Alexander told:  “I’d never ridden Renounce before, but I studied some footage of her previous runs. I remember saying to Marge, ‘I can win this!’  On the big day Mr Amos told me sit patiently on her, off the pace, and I followed his instructions. We found a clear run in the Kenilworth straight and she accelerated smartly to win from Arctic Venture with Java Head back in third.” 

Alexander was on a high and the year 1966 brought more good fortunes. He notched his second Summer Handicap for George Azzie on the bottom-weight Caradoc, defeating Doctor John and Peppy.  In 1967 he won the prestigious Gold Cup for trainer Bert Sage aboard Cuff Link, followed by his second Met win in 1970, riding trainer Jackie Bell’s Snow Fun. 

He retired following injury in 1974 and trained successfully until 1982 before handing over to his son, Gary, assisting the stable for several years before going into official retirement.

Alexander said that the art of being patient was the key to his success and a trait he advised everyone to obtain.  He said: “When trainers or jockeys go through slumps and I think about the many experiences that formed me as a horseman, patience is the one thing I can recommend to all. Don’t ever give up and always be patient. The tide always turns!”

Duncan Alexander was a soft-spoken, friendly and approachable man who had time and advice for everyone he met. He was a true legend in the South African racing industry and an individual all of us in racing were proud and privileged to have met.

Our deepest sympathies go to Alexander’s wife Marge, sons Gary, Stuart and Dean and daughter Julie. May he rest in peace!

Photo: Duncan and Gary Alexander, 2006. 


  1. I was fortunate enough to see this master and his way with horses. Being a natural light weight I was always in awe of the way Mr Alexander nurtured and mastered his mount. He was always meant to ride judging by the way he set his feet in the stirrups and how he manipulated the reigns. From the late 1950s to the early 1970s I watched and learnt from him and other masters of the trade. My deepest and sincerest condolences to his whole family and friends.
    Denis P Russell