Ten pounds and a lucky night...
A few year back, when I was a teenager, I used to go to a casino in Wolverhampton with a couple of mates. One night, a bit strapped for cash I had only a fiver to my name and had resigned myself to a roulette free night but tagged along anyway. I bought a pack of ten fags from the local Spar before we left and was rewarded with change from a tenner, rather than a fiver! yay!
In Wolverhampton, as we were walking to the casino, I made my find - a tenner flapping around in the windy doorway of a shop. I duly pocketed it and off we went.
I changed my new found wealth for chips and hit the roulette table without a care as most of the money I was playing with was a gift from lady luck anyway.
Towards the end of the night, I was playing on the pound table with my last few chips, and on a whim my mate told me to stick my last 9 chips on red 27, so I did.
Walked out of the casino that night 300 quid better off and I've never been back - I reckon I've exhausted my luck quota for a good few years!!
( BlueHaze Chutney. All good., Tue 11 Nov 2008, 11:58, Reply)