Another home fixture and another hundred away from the winning Klondike number. I managed to compound last week's gambling misery with an evening at the Trust / Dylan Cecil Memorial Race Night, which offered me an opportunity to lose an even thicker wedge of my disposable income.
An opportunity, you won't be surprised to hear, I duly took.
As much as I bemoan my abject lack of any sort of good fortune with our beloved half-time draw, even a jaded grouch like me wouldn't begrudge my (hefty) contribution to such good causes. Or at least not now I've given it a week before commenting.....
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