My husband told me he was finishing work early last Thursday because he was going to play a snooker match, I knew that this meant he’d be home much later than usual because he likes to hang out with his mates and have a drink afterwards – I was expecting him home around midnight. At 1am I gave up and went to sleep, imagine my surprise when he rocked up (and woke me up!) at 6.15am! The dirty stop out had ended up in the casino.
I don’t mind really, he only goes once a blue moon and he doesn’t gamble – his friends do a little bit but they go mainly for the food!
