It's all going to the dogs....

When I had been staying with friends in Manchester before Christmas, we had spoken about going to the dog racing. So a date was set and as time flies by the date was here.
We had booked to do the sit down dinner with ringside viewing seats of the track. The food was surprisingly good.
I'm not a gambler so my theory of picking my dogs were did I like the name! It worked as I had 3 winners, winning £85! From here went into Manchester city to the casino. What a fantastic place. Luck was continuing as won £25 on the roulette table! Then the sensible part of me kicked in and quitted whilst I was ahead!