We had what I thought was a great company Christmas Party last night. Everyone seemed to have a good time and the snooker table managed to retain all its legs come sunrise.
A highpoint was the casino with the roulette and Black Jack table. However, I’m not convinced the croupiers weren’t passing out fake £100,000 notes – they certainly weren’t being accepted at the late night bar.
I had an unreasonably long run of good luck on the roulette wheel where I had a sequence of 10 straight wins and my wife Jo won £350,000 on a single spin. Meanwhile on the last hand on the Black Jack table, a colleague threw caution and his remaining cash to the wind, hit Black Jack and walked away with a cool £1.2 million!
While he clearly has the better story to tell, I was fortunate to come out ahead by a slender £50k and a Nintendo DS with Guitar Hero to boot as the guest with the most money at the end of the evening! The children will most certainly be pleased come Christmas Day. However, the weekend was somewhat soured by a significant chunk of car exhaust literally falling off on Saturday evening.
It’s been quite a year. We moved house a year ago tomorrow…and again in May…I had a ride in an ambulance and nine hours in hospital with a condition that didn’t even require so much as an aspirin plus much more besides. Curiously, I think the only time I’ve had a ‘normal’ heart rate was when I was in the medical assessment centre that day.
Let me explain…
