Lip service??

[dwynnehugh]

Out on a job yesterday and listening to Classic FM – on came the advert concerning wine:

‘ .. blah blah blah – offer limited to 35 bottles per customer.

Please drink responsibly’

You couldn’t make it up!!  ???

 

The more you meet people the more you understand why Noah took animals instead of humans

[Bob Williams]

That is disgusting Dwynne –

Why only 35 bottles per customer?????

(I can drink no more than one a fortnight.)

When the Thought Police arrive at your door, think -
I'm out.

[PlaneMan]

Just look at all the betting adverts around sporting events.

All have offers along the lines of ‘deposit £10 get  £30 free’ then go and tell you how great gambling with that company is and a 5 second snippet at the end about stopping when the fun stops. If people want to gamble their money, that’s up to them, but I honestly think the adverts are ramming it down people’s throats.

[Ed P]

Unfortunately in many cases gambling is no more than a tax on the foolish. In my younger days

I used to serve at a racecourse and was friendly with a number of trainers who used to warn me off betting on certain horses. Not that they had been drugged, just given a very large meal of oats and water to slow them down. It put me off gambling for life!

[Richard]

All advertising is trying to sell stuff the want to shift to those who probably cannot afford to spend the money. Gambling is possibly the lowest form of the advertising/marketing industry that there can be. It is not only selling a non product that can be hugely addictive it also seduces with the false hope that losses can be recovered.

[The VFM Addict]

Ed,

I once drank often in a bar where the publican’s brother worked with many trainers in and around Newmarket.    Every now and then a call would be received from ‘the brother’ usually no more than half an hour before the off.    The stampede from the pub to the bookies from the few regulars who were in the loop was like a Le Mans’ start.    Those tips were always for good price punts: 5/1 or better and they never failed to win.   So, Ed, I know what you mean.    Those days changed me for life in that it generated a habit that continues to today.  No, not a gambling habit, but the habit of never failing to carry at least £50 and more usually £100 in cash on the hip.   You simply never know when opportunities will present that must be taken instantly.

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[Bob Williams]

VFM, I hope the local thugs in your area are unaware that you have all that cash on your person! I carry very little cash nowadays and my only gamble is the Lottery, online.

I used to play poker and was good at it, won quite a bit in my youth. The one event that stopped me playing happened in Army service: I had just been given a nice slice of back pay after a promotion had gone unrewarded by the Pay Office, due to a posting. I had yet another screaming match with my first missus (I was not the one screaming, couldn’t get a scream in edgeways!) I set off on a bender, wound up in a game with three guys  and lost a bomb. Learned the two lessons, 1 – never play when in drink and 2 – realise that losing can happen, no matter how good your game is. I eventually won back all that and more from the same guys, by pretending drunk and having two mystery mates in the next game with me. I never played again.

My dad had a way with horse racing. He and I used to share a week’s betting, by choosing 4 horses on one particular day of the week and picking 6 x 1 shilling doubles. We wrote off 3 shillings each every week, winning only occasionally but good sums when we did win. We took out the stake and half the winnings to make a larger bet the following week, banked the rest. (Or in my case enjoyed what the money could buy!) We also did the Pools between us and almost made the Big One with 23 points, until another guy came up with 24 points. Made us quite a good win and bought me my last Ford Capri: a 1.6 GTXLR that I had been drooling over looking at for some time. If I had it now in good condition, it is a classic and worth money. Dad bought mam a beautiful Beaver Lamb coat which she wore all the time. Got too hot in it on Mansfield market, took it off and put it down. Gone in seconds! Always one for the quiet life, he bought her another.

When the Thought Police arrive at your door, think -
I'm out.

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