A Gambler Born and Bred

A personal take on the power of gambling

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By writing this interesting series and admitting your weakness for gambling, at least, you have acknowledged that you have a problem. Acknowledging a problem, especially if you want to work your way out of it, is the first step to solving it. You should be commended for that.

 

Cherry

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Here are five of my typical gambling formats:

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Thank God for France In April, I caught a flight to Nice and then took the train to Antibes.

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It was strange, playing the machines after so long.

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I caught a flight bleary-eyed with £100 to my name on the day that the Gulf War began; 8th of December 1990.

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At Christmas, I went back to England to see Mum for the first time since 1990.

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I stayed at Mum’s house for the next few days, knowing that if I was to keep hold of the money, I had to stay away from fruit-machines as much as I could.
Cherry

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In October, she decided that we deserved a break and bought tickets for Florence and Venice.

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As usual, I came to terms with the horrible truth after the event, and, at a snail’s pace, began to understand what we had done when it was all too late.
Cherry

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Summer of 1972, New Brighton At seven years of age, I found myself in the enviable position of being the youngest in a big family, living in a big house, my mother’s little golden boy.

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1973 One day, aged eight, I was passing a neighbour’s car when I thought I noticed a twenty-pound note inside. I spun around on my bike and there it was, sat by the hand brake.

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I tried my first cigarette and became a fan of Embassies. Menthol was like breathing thin air through bubblegum.

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1976, Colwyn Bay/New Brighton The first year was tough. The prep school was high up in the hills, miles from town and the prom, and we were only allowed out on Wednesdays and Saturdays.
Cherry

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1977-1981 After scraping through my entrance exams, I was transferred to the senior school. There was instantly more time. We were given freedom to wander.

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At sixteen, I spent the summer holidays farting about in Guildford. It felt great knowing that I was free to do as I wanted again.

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I found a job at Milford Chest Hospital washing dishes, working all shifts over Christmas and New Year by doing speed from the moment I woke up.

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On the ferry, I played the fruit-machine for half an hour but when I saw that my funds had already dwindled by twenty pounds, I panicked and sought company elsewhere.

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Back in Guildford, I started smoking again and decided to save up and go back to London. This time it would be different. I’d make a real go of it this time.