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Brewer person in that London.
When I'm not found making beer, I'm usually to be found drinking it, if I'm not doing that, I'm probably stuffing my face.
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Brewer person in that London.
When I'm not found making beer, I'm usually to be found drinking it, if I'm not doing that, I'm probably stuffing my face.
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» Gambling
A story about not gambling.
Milton Friedman once famously said 'There is no such thing as a free lunch'. I'm sure he is entirely correct. What he failed to mention was a free dinner.
In 2004 I moved down to Portsmouth as a student, naive in that ways of the world. Being away from home for the first time, I was wide eyed, fresh faced and a bit of a chancer.
My halls of residence were right opposite a casino - the Grosvenor on Commercial road. We first worked out after a big night out that the casino stayed open until 4 am, and as long as you behaved yourself they were more than happy to serve you beer until then. The only proviso was that you had to change up about £10 worth of chips.
One evening an older guy in a sharp suit and shiny shoes turned up, changed up £100 worth of chips, sat at the blackjack table, all the staff flapping round him, getting him drinks, and snacks and finally a big plate of steak and chips.
Being skint, a student and always after food, the prospect of steak and chips was too much to bear. Steak is unobtainable to almost all students unless in a food parcel sent from home, in fact I ate very little meat at uni just because vegetarian food was cheaper, leaving more money for beer. To me the idea of a big juicy steak was irresistible, I had to get some and soon.
I knew there was another Grosvenor Casino about a 15 minute walk away in a new shopping and leisure complex. The next day I shaved, got my suit on, polished my shoes, even ironed a shirt.
I walked into the casino, changed up the sum total of my entire bank balance - £255, I still have the receipt pinned to my corkboard. This really put the shitters up the staff, a young guy, well dressed, changing up a large amount of money with a devil may care look in his eye. Having sat down at the bar I was offered a beer which I took, the manager came over and introduced himself and handed me the restaurant menu. One ribeye steak rare and chips and peas please. I sit at the bar biding my time, acting cool, my dinner arrives. I eat it all.
I meander over to the blackjack table play the sum total of 2 hands, I lose both hands, change my chips up and leave £2 poorer but one dinner and two pints richer. I managed this charade once a week alternating between the casinos for a couple of months before the manager collared me for taking the piss. I ate an awful lot of steak in that time.
The moral of this story? Not gambling but acting as if you might will, in the right circumstances, get you a free dinner.
(Thu 7th May 2009, 20:59, More)
A story about not gambling.
Milton Friedman once famously said 'There is no such thing as a free lunch'. I'm sure he is entirely correct. What he failed to mention was a free dinner.
In 2004 I moved down to Portsmouth as a student, naive in that ways of the world. Being away from home for the first time, I was wide eyed, fresh faced and a bit of a chancer.
My halls of residence were right opposite a casino - the Grosvenor on Commercial road. We first worked out after a big night out that the casino stayed open until 4 am, and as long as you behaved yourself they were more than happy to serve you beer until then. The only proviso was that you had to change up about £10 worth of chips.
One evening an older guy in a sharp suit and shiny shoes turned up, changed up £100 worth of chips, sat at the blackjack table, all the staff flapping round him, getting him drinks, and snacks and finally a big plate of steak and chips.
Being skint, a student and always after food, the prospect of steak and chips was too much to bear. Steak is unobtainable to almost all students unless in a food parcel sent from home, in fact I ate very little meat at uni just because vegetarian food was cheaper, leaving more money for beer. To me the idea of a big juicy steak was irresistible, I had to get some and soon.
I knew there was another Grosvenor Casino about a 15 minute walk away in a new shopping and leisure complex. The next day I shaved, got my suit on, polished my shoes, even ironed a shirt.
I walked into the casino, changed up the sum total of my entire bank balance - £255, I still have the receipt pinned to my corkboard. This really put the shitters up the staff, a young guy, well dressed, changing up a large amount of money with a devil may care look in his eye. Having sat down at the bar I was offered a beer which I took, the manager came over and introduced himself and handed me the restaurant menu. One ribeye steak rare and chips and peas please. I sit at the bar biding my time, acting cool, my dinner arrives. I eat it all.
I meander over to the blackjack table play the sum total of 2 hands, I lose both hands, change my chips up and leave £2 poorer but one dinner and two pints richer. I managed this charade once a week alternating between the casinos for a couple of months before the manager collared me for taking the piss. I ate an awful lot of steak in that time.
The moral of this story? Not gambling but acting as if you might will, in the right circumstances, get you a free dinner.
(Thu 7th May 2009, 20:59, More)
» Anonymous
Books.
I don't very often buy new books, I tend to get them from a really good second hand bookshop close to where I live. The books there aren't expensive so what I to do with ones I have really enjoyed is to leave a note inside saying 'I really enjoyed this, you might too'.
I'll then leave them in a public place like a cafe, train station or on a park bench for somebody else to find and (hopefully) enjoy.
(Sun 17th Jan 2010, 12:39, More)
Books.
I don't very often buy new books, I tend to get them from a really good second hand bookshop close to where I live. The books there aren't expensive so what I to do with ones I have really enjoyed is to leave a note inside saying 'I really enjoyed this, you might too'.
I'll then leave them in a public place like a cafe, train station or on a park bench for somebody else to find and (hopefully) enjoy.
(Sun 17th Jan 2010, 12:39, More)
» Doctors, Nurses, Dentists and Hospitals
I once went for an operation on my ear.
I went under the anasthetic with my pants on.
When I came round, someone had taken them off.
I never got them back.
(Mon 15th Mar 2010, 21:29, More)
I once went for an operation on my ear.
I went under the anasthetic with my pants on.
When I came round, someone had taken them off.
I never got them back.
(Mon 15th Mar 2010, 21:29, More)
» Hypocrisy
Animals
I enjoy shooting as a pastime, mainly with a 12bore shotgun but I have have an air rifle too. I will regularly shoot Pheasants, Pigeons and fluffy little bunny rabbits. I will skin them, cook them and eat them and I feel no emotion towards them.
My cat who I owned for 16 years died yesterday and I cried like a baby for hours.
(Thu 19th Feb 2009, 15:04, More)
Animals
I enjoy shooting as a pastime, mainly with a 12bore shotgun but I have have an air rifle too. I will regularly shoot Pheasants, Pigeons and fluffy little bunny rabbits. I will skin them, cook them and eat them and I feel no emotion towards them.
My cat who I owned for 16 years died yesterday and I cried like a baby for hours.
(Thu 19th Feb 2009, 15:04, More)