This week’s action…..

The Professor is out with complaints of an upset tummy; immediate conclusions are drawn of excess consumption of beers and kebabs, but this is not the case, the diagnosis is an inflammation of the appendix, requiring removal – Get well soon Kev!

Deadly was spotted making a bee line for the Victoria center, cheque book in hand – the Christmas shopping spree has begun!

That leaves 5 to the felt at the Kings Hall Casino……..

Pocket Jacks is the opening act for myself, consisting of a duet with Irwinator, and I try and out sing him at every round, but alas he has the voice of a Queen………

Cally and Hammerheed get involved in some 3 way All In action, and its two birds with one stone as they are exit bound in one foul swoop – “Spoon for you Cally” who protests and argues how come Brian isn’t spooney? This is overruled by a chorus of the rest of the table informing him he was the short stack at the beginning of the hand, and extra ridicules of "believe it of not this scenario has occurred in tournaments before" and "rules have been put in place" blah blah blah…….

It was about this time Cally piped up complaining about the excessive claw marks on his table around the area I was sitting. This much is true, I had clawed myself into 3 way action, but could claw no more - cue a term used in poker tournaments for the last finishing position before entering the payout structure......

A sigh of relief as Swiller finds himself in a podium place taking him out of the red, Irwinator graces the other seat and after taking down the very first pot, he takes down the very last, with several in between……….notches and greenback………

I'm an open laparotomy incision at the McBurney's point...............Hello Appendix!