Look who won the meat tray

Usually Janet wins it (well, maybe not usually, but more often than normal probability would incline one to expect), but tonight she wasn't there when the tickets were being sold, so we all thought our chances might be improved. No trouble selling tickets in our little corner of the pub.
Superstition prevailed. It was Sue's lucky day. What with this and a long awaited visit from her (frankly gorgeous) soldier boyfriend last week, she's looking downright smug lately.
(That's not the soldier snuggling up for the photo, by the way, it's the meat raffle guy.)