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I’m standing on eight foot stilts, so I’ve got a good vantage point. I can see the names of the bookies and the names, numbers and odds of the horses, a gold flag and even the stakes and payment methods accepted.
Can anyone tell me what’s missing? Is anything that should be prominently displayed not there?
Answers on a postcard to the RFC gold flag scheme.
Presumably, if they’re members of the Gold Flag scheme, they don’t NEED to publicise their Place terms.
I certainly don’t want to add
any page three or sully the intelligent
debate in here, but bang opposite
Charing Cross station stood one of the very last
Lyons tea houses. Very possibly
the very last breath.You got a porper linen table cloth
freshly spread out for every sitting
and free of wrinkles
by a waitress in a black skirt.
Yes there was a false smile but
the transaction was genuine.Of course they vastly underestimated the
pulling power of coffee.Similarly the big bookmakers
failed to see that the coffe bean was a
far stronger drug than any yankee spritzer
and had they rather than stuffing some bookies wallet
to create a false favourite at some windswept
boondock track been formulating the magic brew,
not only woiuld they have whiffed far better
today, but could have stood soulder
to shoulder with the Forbes rated
Rausing brothers – and taken the aside
"would you like a dash of plastic milk
with your black gold"
returning it with a strong clean belgravia handshake.Drug coffee is sold on every corner of
bankrokeciti. Betfair made the mistake
of betting blind on poker in the early days seeing
it as a king with no clothes
and the bookmakers moved into casinos.Give me have a double shot !
£3.50 is legalised theft
but you got me frappedAre you ready for our journey into the Heart of Darkness Gamble? I will be taking notes
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Glenn, will we be treated to any Journey into the Unknown holiday snaps please? The Gamble Fan Club is dying to see what lurks beneath that enigmatic brain?
There are those that believe that Gamble is just a figment of his own imagination and yet others strive for that one unanswered question in life….why are we here? ….and they are convinced that Gamble holds all the aces.
Have a safe trip, the light fantastic.I drank a marston’s old empire
India pale washed down by chipolatas
peas onions gravy
hmmm. Now on krone
after a week of abstention.I would have been on Tajneed today
but had an unusually light betting day.
I was able but unfit and
consulted with the fox
who advised
a backseat.I have been in this house
a little longer than you Glenn
so its probably high time I took
some air.I will drum up some Ian Paisely
lookalikes around the ambankment area
and stormont them into the
belly of the beast with
a black banner declaring
the death of racing.
Might leave them to
have a drug on the way
Conundrum you were indeed mentioned
on betfair radio yesterday,
and also on channel four recently,
so your star is rising faster
and more approriately tnan mine.As for
gamble
I have to
admire his indomitable spoilit.
He came back after death
re-inventing himself as flatcap
a more modern streetwise detective.
There is a bit of me in him
but he is largely unique.He has been an interesting journey
through space and time.As for forthconing meeting with Glenn,
if a heavily breasted middle aged woman
with a french accent turns up
in my stead, he will not only know my security
has been breached, but will be craving
the services of a good detective
after being stilted.p.s. I booked Westlife
Gamble wrote…were indeed mentioned on betfair radio yesterday, and also on channel four recently
The game is up, dear Gamble. Miss Marple here arranged things so that you and you alone received those particular studio feeds. I prised the shell open and did I find an oyster or a pearl of wisdom? No, my cunning plan revealed your true identity. You are……..(bullet hits forehead)
Worry not, your secret is safe with me and I shall not feed you to the lions. But are these the double, double, toil and bubble gum-shoe meanderings of a lone distant runner?
My hero, Alberto Finney, play it again Sam and yet Eddie lingers on in me. Is it a search for the inevitable lies or just a a rock-pool adventure on a Summer’s Sunday mourn.
Ken Hu?
p.s.Are you joking about being mentioned in dispatches?
In relation to I know not? All the same, I deserve my appearance fee.After reading some of the above, I sometimes think I’m living in a parallel universe.
Gambling Only Pays When You're Winning
After reading some of the above, I sometimes think I’m living in a parallel universe.
No one can paint a picture with words like Gamble,the more you read his posts the more information you glean from them,he says little with his brush but the end result is more often than not a masterpiece,he defineately writes better when he"s p*ssed though! I know what you mean though Himself!
Word has reached eastern shores of a meeting…
…a meeting to discuss
the list
sssssshhhhhhh
In that case, Himself only has Himself to blame should he deny that other facet of Himself.
Sometimes, we find solace in retreating to the darker regions of our imagined Universes.
Step outside yourself and gently saunter through those leafy glades of fond memories and distant longings.
Second chances and second chancers litter the pavements with regret.
Who knows what you might discover if you look inside Himself. Inside out, of course.
K
In that case, Himself only has Himself to blame should he deny that other facet of Himself.
Sometimes, we find solace in retreating to the darker regions of our imagined Universes.
Step outside yourself and gently saunter through those leafy glades of fond memories and distant longings.
Second chances and second chancers litter the pavements with regret.
Who knows what you might discover if you look inside Himself. Inside out, of course.
K
I"m afraid the Scots live in the real world Ken,they aren"t interested in "Imagined Universes",Christ have you ever seen the fuss they make when they try to "pass over" a Scottish £10 note and the cashier holds it up in the air and gives it the look of "Thats not legal tender"!
TAPK wrote….have you ever seen the fuss they make when they try to "pass over" a Scottish £10 note
A fuss not unlike the outcries I have made to betting clerks when they have similarily tried to slip one under the radar. Not for me that Mickey Mouse money. There’s just a certain unease about having the unfamiliar in my trouser pocket.
Having said that, I wouldn’t say no to having a few at present.
If anyone else wants rid of their Scottish currency I’m willing to buy them off you for ninety English pence in the pound.O wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
An’ foolish notion:
What airs in dress an’ gait wad lea’e us,
An’ ev’n devotion!and for those hard of thinking, soft southerners who seem unaccustomed to the harsher realities of life… and real money
)…O would some Power the gift to give us
To see ourselves as others see us!
It would from many a blunder free us,
And foolish notion:
What airs in dress and gait would leave us,
And even devotion!Gambling Only Pays When You're Winning
Brilliant. Love it. You’ve captured the full essence of Robert B. there, Himself.
Clearly, the forum is returning to its former glory. The National Hunt season must be on the horizon. A time when giants of the written word awake from their slumbers to weave their magic on golden threads.
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