Fagin...

I have just spent the evening learning something new. Something that I really should have added to the list a long time ago, it was that good.

Pootle and I have been invited to a casino night in the not too distant future, and bearing in mind our current card playing repertoire stops at snap we really felt it was about time we played like the big boys and learnt how to play Poker.

Thankfully S has chips and the knowledge; whilst Pootle and I had beer, crisps and a fit of the giggles over 'the flop' and  'a great pair'.

It is strangely addictive.
Bluffing, folding and raising...thankfully not with real money or that may have withheld our ease of throwing away 100 chips...but by the end of the night we had our first real taste of the game and thoroughly enjoyed it. Already planning our 2014 trip to Vegas....

To be fair, S was incredibly patient with us, (you would need to be to teach us anything), but I don't think we were bad students and are hoping that it won't be too long before we do it again. I am itching to learn how to do it well.

The over all winner was Pootle. How the blooming hell she did it, S and I will never know...but she cackled her way through her great pile of chips like a member of parliament cutting benefits.

For a peace loving hippie, she makes a great Fagin.