It was incredible, if I wasn’t there I would not have believed it! I, the PokerKnave, the original poker playing reprobate and degenerate donated some money to a choir of carol singers…yes I know, it was amazing scenes. Maybe I am looking for some positive karma or I am in some sort of sub-concious guilt over something deep and hidden (your mind does these funny things after 6 pints of Guinness with a whiskey chaser), I dont know?
I think what I need is a visit to the betting office and chuck some money into those evil fixed odds betting terminals to knock some sense into me.