Page 8 - Rain Man Bets (Paul Makinson) : Flip It & Read It

"You won then?" I said,

"Aye lad, aye" he responded in a
broad Bolton accent.

Frankly, he didn't seem so strange
after all.

So we got talking. Turned out he'd
moved from a nearby village some
years ago and felt like a bit of an
outsider at the club. But he loved his
cricket and as I was about to find out,
he loved his horses too.

After a bit of a chat he told me he was
going to go home via the bookies, which
as it so happened was in the direction I
was heading too.

"Ah, I'll join you" I replied... mainly
because, and I'm ashamed to say this, I'd
never actually seen the inside of a
bookies before.

So we go into this bookies, he hands over
his betslip and BOOM. A huge wad of
notes was handed over his way by the
guy across the counter who clearly knew