The Winner Takes It All

They finished off the pool competition which started in Fuerteventura but which got abruptly halted because people were messing with the table - and Si isn’t one to play on a compromised table.

So off to Cheekies we took ourselves this afternoon. We figured it would be quiet ... mmm a bit busy with the local worthies .... and the occasional drunk. We snuck down the back to the pool table where it was nice and quiet.

He was two games up as they went into the third and a ‘gentleman’ came up and announced he’d play the winner.

He also accosted me at the juke box where I was selecting a great range of songs ... b52’s. Love shack; Bruce Born to Run; Flock of seagulls I run; Candi staton young hearts; echo and the Bunnymen. Dancing horse; tear for fears; rule the world

Anyhooo..... TOOLI won. Yay yay

And then I was scared cause she would have to play HIM.

He was all swagger and cocky and ‘I’ll give you the black off a cushion’, ‘Then you might stand a chance’.


Idiot shouldn’t have been so bloody cocky!!!!

She beat him!!!’ She beat him!!!!

And he was all ... ‘aye right...’ and then left!


Go TOOLI!!!!!