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Happiness Is Hampstead Shaped

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 20:22:36 +0100

I went to London last week to play the Gutshot challenge. It was right up my street buy-in wise, consisting of a £200 on the Wednesday, a £100 on the Thursday, and a £500 main event at the weekend. All were two-day events, all were freeze-outs. There was also a £200 Omaha on the Friday, but I decided to make that my rest day.

Garlic Bread

Fri, 22 Sep 2006 22:39:32 +0100

I was chuntering on about something the other day; and Mrs Red was humouring me as usual. She is used to listening to my regular list of rants. Loan adverts, loud music in shops and restaurants, junk mail, un-openable food wrapping, Doctor’s receptionists, ‘new’ jeans that are more expensive because they are already almost worn out, etc, etc.

A Tribute To Siddy - Part 2

Tue, 16 May 2006 14:29:53 +0100

I stood up somewhat sheepishly and approached the giant with caution. Thankfully, he did not turn to face me, he just carried on talking in a soft, pleasant voice. “Si di young un, tha can elp me to peg t’ nets out if tha wants. That’s a grand dog tha’s got there, I bet he’s a middlin ‘unter.” Perhaps he was used to people being scared of him, he seemed to know that I would feel safer with him looking the other way. I began to relax, soothed by the familiar Yorkshire accent, and pleased that he had praised my dog. You don’t often get praise from a Yorkshire man, and ‘middlin’ was praise indeed.

A Tribute To Siddy

Tue, 09 May 2006 03:58:23 +0100

Friday. Day five of the festival at Blackpool, the day of the £300 Omaha freeze-out and my 'Day off.' Despite the fact that I had played four events so far without even a sniff of a final table, I wasn’t too disappointed, I felt I was playing well and I was in great spirits, looking forward to re charging my batteries in preparation for Saturdays main event by spending a leisurely day in the company of Mrs Red. We would stroll along the beach in the sunshine, have lunch somewhere in town, then browse around the shops before heading back to the hotel for an early night.

If It Ain't Goin Broke, Don't Fix It

Wed, 03 May 2006 17:26:13 +0100

Everyone knows that I play a lot of online poker. Anyone who has ever discussed it with me will know that I think the cards are totally random, there are no win levers, action flops, worst hand wins buttons, nothing. I just don’t buy it, if I did, I wouldn’t play.

Confessions Of A Cheapskate

Sun, 23 Apr 2006 04:47:15 +0100

I don’t know if I qualify as a real cheapskate, I don’t mind spending if I think I’m getting value for money, but I deplore waste, and I hate being ripped off.

"Your Dad's On The Telly, Girls." "But Mam, We Want To Watch Casualty." - Part II

Thu, 20 Apr 2006 14:09:22 +0100

Mr Isaacs ushered me aboard the correct train, and I found tikay sitting at a table in first class. He shook my hand and asked me if I preferred to travel facing the engine or with my back to it, as he was already sitting in the forward facing seat, I said I didn’t mind, I did really though, if God had meant us to travel backwards, he would have given us radar

"Your Dad's On The Telly, Girls." "But Mam, We Want To Watch Casualty."

Thu, 20 Apr 2006 01:53:34 +0100

After playing the £1500 European Poker Classic at the Vic, I was somewhat disappointed by the elasticated blind structure, so I e-mailed poker 425 with my views, and, as a result, Rhowena Colclough, who was producing the show that week, asked me to come down to the studio in London to debate the matter. Never one to let the chance of making a fool of myself go begging, I said yes.

The Dog Blog

Tue, 18 Apr 2006 19:27:24 +0100

I played the main event at Luton on Saturday, I was in seat 8, with Dave Colclough on my right, and Steve Bovis on my left. As it turned out, my seat draw had a big effect on my game.