The Pokerknave is back and this time he is angry….Grrrrr!

Can you ‘Adam and Eve’ it (cockney rhyme and slang for ‘believe it’), someone has stolen my name and using it on various poker sights! Why don’t they get their own name the cheeky bast*rds. Anyway I haven’t done much of this blogging lark as I kind of settled down with a nice young lady, a regular job and a stable social life doing things such as theatre and weekend breaks away. Then I stop taking the pills, the sex became boring and I lost the taste for rioja.

Still with the missus as I need somewhere to stay while I go back to my old habits of backing slow horses, chasing loose women and drinking hard liquor. The only thing I don’t do is have the fast food as it is not permitted in ‘our household’ i.e. the bird wont let me eat a Burger King in her flat and insist on cooking dinner as it means I get to eat sea food pasta and such like!

She is not a bad girl just so middle class it is scary. You know the type desperate for the suburbs and the nanny, but trying to be sophisticated, urbane and somewhat louche as it looks cool and gives her an edge. Years ago these types of people would be characterised by eating sushi and using a loafer in the bath, now, they are characterised by driving their children to school in a blacked out 4 x 4 and having botox.

Anyway I have being having a torrid time at poker and at certain times I have just gone mad and so full tilt that I actually scared myself with my stupidity. I wont bore you with the details but if I said to you it was lucky that I had a regular wage as I would have had a lot of explaining to do with the ‘…woman who must be obeyed…’. Why do I have these mad periods when I try to defy the waging gods and try to make stupid bets knowing full well that the odds of them coming in are so bad as it is a no-brainer in taking those odds – but I still do it! Maybe I have a secret betting death wish and my full tilting is an exhibition of this tendency.

Maybe I need a new challenge, hence my desire to go back to the old ways in secret. By the way someone has decided to organise a poker tournament in a club I sometimes frequent it will be a shambles as the club is basically for drunks and slippery characters, I can’t wait for the action to start