The results are in.
I didn't do very well.
Or to put it another way – you lot are just as rubbish at picking horses as I am.
The racing results from Tuesday (including one from today because the race was abandoned due to bad weather) have been finalised and I am too ashamed to show you my final balance but suffice to say it looks as healthy as a one eyed three legged puppy with the mange.
All together I have won a total of £1.08 from £1.46 of bets resulting in a loss of 38p.
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why I only bet in pennies and not pounds or even more.
38 pence has allowed me to dream, just for one moment, of winning big and beating the odds. I didn’t beat the odds, but I had the chance.
I could have won £102 but I will take the £1.08 because that is £1.08 more than nothing.
“Ah! But Bumf, if you hadn’t bothered to put the bet on in the first place you wouldn’t have lost anything.” I hear you say… and you would be right.
But then I wouldn’t have had the chance to win anything and ultimately THAT is what is important.
Anyway, I hope this little experiment has shown you that gambling is for idiots. Idiots like me.
I strongly urge you all not to get into betting because there is only ever one winner – the bookie.
Maybe I should start being a bookie. I’ve got a flat cap already so I’m half way there.
*insert sad face*