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Return of the Cat
Laxie:
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--- Quote from: AAroddersAA on October 04, 2015, 21:42:55 PM ---
Trip report needed for Manchester including:-
Late night strolls back to hotel from casino
People not knowing the difference between a car and a bedroom
50k bluffs on the river and calls of said bluffs
How rugby is a stupid game
I could request so much more here but sometimes what happens at APAT has to stay at APAT
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Will be writing one tomorrow mate :)
Currently in bed watching NFL :)
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O rly?
fandango:
--- Quote from: Laxie on October 14, 2015, 13:29:58 PM ---
--- Quote from: Fatcatstu on October 04, 2015, 23:47:19 PM ---
--- Quote from: AAroddersAA on October 04, 2015, 21:42:55 PM ---
Trip report needed for Manchester including:-
Late night strolls back to hotel from casino
People not knowing the difference between a car and a bedroom
50k bluffs on the river and calls of said bluffs
How rugby is a stupid game
I could request so much more here but sometimes what happens at APAT has to stay at APAT
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Will be writing one tomorrow mate :)
Currently in bed watching NFL :)
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O rly?
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Must be busy sharpening his Crayons Dawn x
PHIL_TC:
--- Quote from: fandango on October 14, 2015, 14:28:33 PM ---
Must be busy sharpening his Crayons Dawn x
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fandango:
--- Quote from: PHIL_TC on October 14, 2015, 16:03:47 PM ---
--- Quote from: fandango on October 14, 2015, 14:28:33 PM ---
Must be busy sharpening his Crayons Dawn x
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Hahaha nailed it Phil..
Fatcatstu:
All well deserved abuse!!
I have probably forgotten a lot of the detail however!
Arrived mid afternoon with Lucy on the Friday, after a bit of a battle with Manchester traffic, arriving at the beautifully situated Travel Lodge on Basra Bury New Road, a 10 minute wander from the casino.
As we got there, Rodders and Warren were checking in (booking a room in Warren"s case, as he hadnt bothered to do so before he travelled!) I dropped my bag in the room and Lucy declared she needed to tart herself up, so I messaged Rodders and arranged to convene at the bar while we waited for the other 2.
We got a pint in and had a chat, and proceeded to wait for what felt like forever for them to get themselves ready. Worryingly, Lucy beat Warren downstairs, I can only presume he was doing his hair.
Another pint was consumed, and in this time I was coming under increasing pressure from Ger to make our way to the pub, as he was in the company of irritating man. I failed to see the problem.
Now, Tom and Asa had assured me that it was no more than a 5 minute walk to the pub, luckily i am a fat lazy swine and decided it was best to get a taxi. A 5 minute TAXI RIDE later, we arrived at the pub. 5 minute walk my fat arse.
Already there were a large number of familiar faces, many hugs and handshakes were given, irritating man was told for the first time that weekend that if he touched me I would set him on fire, and another beer was ordered.
After a while, a number of the group decide to clear off for a pre organised meal at some buffet or other around the corner, I decided that, as it was my birthday, I would adopt the "eating is cheating" method and myself, Rodders, Ger and Lucy stuck around at the pub and continued drinking.
We eventually decide that a taxi to the casino was in order, which Ger managed to hail down in double quick order, and we arrived at the G casino and got another beer.
Myself and Ger decided that 3 card poker would be a grand idea at this point in time, and plonked our backsides at the table, with a couple of locals and away we went, while Rodders (who was beginning to show sign of feeling the pace by this point) went to play some cash poker.
A young gentleman appears at the 3 card table and starts throwing obscene amounts of money about the place, losing a few hands, before hitting a straight flush and winning about £4000, MBN. At least he got the beers in!
At this point, Rodders comes back over, waving his £7 profit from the poker about and rambling on about seeing Brian Harland in the card room. Lucy takes off to see if she can spot him, but returns declaring that Rodders is talking rubbish.
We retreat to the bar, and are joined by a few of the group who have been for food, and this is when it starts getting a bit hazy. I have vague recollections of Jaegermilks, shots and beer, then Lucy walking me half way back to the hotel, before returning to the casino.
I also have rather more vivid memories of falling over my own feet about 50 yards from the hotel and landing rather heavily, resulting in a grazed elbow and a knee that felt like someone had tried to tear my foot off.
Anyway, I get into the hotel, and retire to the room without further incident, also managing to keep all my clothes on and without stealing any fire extinguishers. Result.
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