Good Intentions

5:45pm
I am going to go out and enjoy an evening with Nemo and The Baron, totally devoid of poker. I know we can do it.

8pm
The drinks are flowing and everyone is enjoying themselves. A ladies hockey team are in the bar as well - they aren’t very attractive but have little skirts and long socks on. I speculate that this is how Harriet Harman looked in the 70s, when the champagne socialist was at St Paul’s School for girls.

9pm
More Asahis. The hockey women are starting to look more attractive.

9:30pm
The Baron mentions poker. Nemo’s fingers start twitching.

11pm
Myself, Baron and Nemo are upstairs in the Loose Cannon. We are playing a £2/£5/£10 three handed game with about three grand on the table.

2am
I somehow get myself all in with 82off preflop against the Baron’s QQ in a £600 pot. Devski is going to have a field day about “8 high” when he sees this. Fortunately the board arrives with more 2s and 8s than you can throw a stick at and I scoop with my house. Baron seething.

4am
Nemo and Baron have since left and I am now playing headsup £2/£5 against Honest Dave. The game finally ends when Dave overshoves a 2345x board with his Ace and I take the lot with my Q6.

I ran and played well last night, despite losing JJ v 99 and 88 v 33 all in preflop. The final totals saw me book a 1.2k win. Looks like Shazbo will indeed get to go to Roka one more time before Vegas :)