my father wasn't a bit of a gambler, fifty pence per bet.... that's all it took... gambling was innocent fun, or as some might have it: a play on prophetic told you so. e.g. lexington grace at nottingham 2.10 fillies' novice stakes then there was maiden stakes with the prediction first-runner lord commaner. handicap: the winner? thaqafa. fillies' once more... a handicap... la casa tarifa. etc. i was never too much into... munch into gambling... don't know, maybe i thought: there's much more to money than this? but i guess that's how it goes, the poor get gambling, the rich get philanthropy - you do the μαθ. all i have is:
oh **** me i was dry and out, and probably will be with the next few days to come... my last interest / concern? what people like. my first interest / concern? what people could frankly do, withtout.