Many years ago the missus and I were invited along for a card night, just for fun they said.
Four couples including us, bit of booze and food laid on, nice and leisurely few games of cards, then the stakes got higher, and higher, and it was clear that we were heading for a right shafting.
I could play reasonably well, my missus, on the other hand, has a face that you could read that easily she might as well just show everyone her hand
I managed to recoup most of her losses through my winnings and once I got back to comfortable, under a £tenner down overall

, I suggested we called it a night much to her dismay as she was really enjoying herself, half cut as she was <bless>
The other couples tried to encourage her to stay but nope it wasn't going to happen, taxi outside and waiting and we were off.
