What a strange sensation to read this post only to discover that I read your excellent book on Lucan in 2018! Thank you for a very enjoyable read, Laura - I still have it on Kindle 😀
I don't gamble but I'll tell you a story that might amuse you. It had me half convinced that in another life I might have become a woman of the turf. Many years ago I went to the races in Bangor-on-Dee with my partner and his father. I was in my twenties and had never been to the races - just tagging along. I wasn't going to bet, thinking it a mug's game, but decided that since I was there I might as well put a quid on, just to get in the spirit of things. I picked horses based on their names and won on every race I bet on, bar the last, and even then the horse led all the way, only failing on the home stretch. One was called Who the Hell is Harry? I never went to the races again but if I'd used that experience as an indication of future success I'd probably have lost my shirt. At least it's a memory of a fun day and I came home with a bag of pound coins. I needed the money then too! Really enjoyed this Laura and yes, I do get the attraction of horse racing and gambling. In moderation it's great fun.
I absolutely love this!!! How wise you were to leave it then... our friend Lucan (many thx for your lovely words about my book) of course had early success and took it as a sign that he should become a professional gambler. Lunacy.
The frisson of an adult pleasure is exactly right! A perfectly made cocktail, a studied bet, a cigar in the right moment and setting - oh yes
Thank you!!!
What a strange sensation to read this post only to discover that I read your excellent book on Lucan in 2018! Thank you for a very enjoyable read, Laura - I still have it on Kindle 😀
I don't gamble but I'll tell you a story that might amuse you. It had me half convinced that in another life I might have become a woman of the turf. Many years ago I went to the races in Bangor-on-Dee with my partner and his father. I was in my twenties and had never been to the races - just tagging along. I wasn't going to bet, thinking it a mug's game, but decided that since I was there I might as well put a quid on, just to get in the spirit of things. I picked horses based on their names and won on every race I bet on, bar the last, and even then the horse led all the way, only failing on the home stretch. One was called Who the Hell is Harry? I never went to the races again but if I'd used that experience as an indication of future success I'd probably have lost my shirt. At least it's a memory of a fun day and I came home with a bag of pound coins. I needed the money then too! Really enjoyed this Laura and yes, I do get the attraction of horse racing and gambling. In moderation it's great fun.
I absolutely love this!!! How wise you were to leave it then... our friend Lucan (many thx for your lovely words about my book) of course had early success and took it as a sign that he should become a professional gambler. Lunacy.
But in moderation, as you say, a delight.