Mug's game

The lonely, but successful, life of a laptop gambler

I HAD a good day at Cheltenham yesterday – but sitting in a pair of tracksuit pants and a hoodie with the laptop open on a bookmaker’s website, made the experience a lonelier one.

The same way you often have to fix your sights on a platform vending machine to know if your train is actually moving, I think I needed to dance for joy on a carpet of beaten dockets next to those whose emotions where in contrast to mine.