Tuesday 5 July 2011: Poker in a bar
It always amazes me. The simplicity of the Chinese people. It's a regular thing to see people going to bars and sitting there playing cards. These people are playing Chinese Poker. I have never played it.
I am often reminded of my mum's favourite poems when I see people playing cards
Last night I held a tiny hand
So tiny and so sweet
I thought my heart would surely break
So wildly did it beat
No other hand into my heart
Could so much pleasure bring
Than the hand I held so tight last night
Four aces and a king.
Miss ya ma.