Scream

and so , gentle reader, the shoreline recedes ... the harbour cleared ...

... and the Wedding-Guest approaches ...

I must admit to being slightly nervous about my intended readers ... nay, companions ... discovering my scribblings. I do not "know" any of them, I have not met any of them, yet I feel a slight dread at being ... found ...

a dread that I hope is ill perceived. For they are ... shipmates ... and we are all on that voyage they call "online poker" ( lets hope my shipmates fair better than the Mariner's, or at the very least that their Mariners are not as good a shot as Coleridges' Mariner )

... but I have been "found" already ... self discovery really, as I had just about had enough of the online beast that is oft called "Variance" ... but I should have known better, then again maybe not since I am a babe-in-arms when it comes to poker experience ...

... one blogger I lurk had hosted a few tourneys USA v all others .... I commented that it would be good if UK bloggers had some sort of competition going as the USA bloggers do ... I am not trying to claim that what was born was my idea ... and so a few months down the line and it was done ! a UK blogger tournament, lurkers were invited, good - as I had no blog !

my salvation ! well, at least I wanted to continue playing ... and play I have, all except one tournament. So at the very least it will be interesting to see what my shipmates think of my play ... perhaps more interesting to see what they think of my writing ...

Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top

time marches on, the wee yin needs a bottle, I have not played a hand of poker in three !!! days ...

things over the horizon but coming our way ...

I have been "tagged" ... nice, since the tagger does not think I have a blog ...
oh yes, a tourney write up - you could not stop me if you tried ... britBlogger as well