Prize.

My very own poker table and chips have just been delivered. I won them in a competition. Not playing poker, I might add.

MrC is dying to get his hands on my chips. But due to his reluctance to teach me how to play, and him not wanting me to play in the pub he plays at. I'm keeping them for myself.

I've asked him to go out tonight.


Because.

THERE'S A POKER PARTY AT MINE TONIGHT!

YOU'RE ALL INVITED!

and

WE'll DRINK HIS BEER!