Kings in the hole

6 boys + 80 bottles of beer + four pizzas + £150 = the first game of 2007.

The only decent hand dealt to me all night was a pair of kings, which I blew by taking a photograph of them (must remember this effect for future bluffs). Rapid decline ensued and I bowed out at about 1am.

At the end of the night, Frae was the one walking home with a spring in his step.