Played like a tit tonight.

Because its Friday and my main poker night of the week I ran (which means walked very fast) home from Southwick (where I get off the tube every night -because no one else does) to my flat in Kennington.

As I opened the front door to the block of flats where I live, I discovered my next door neighbour (or at last I assume it was my next door neighbour because he told me he was, but because this is London I've never met or spoken to anyone in my block) loitering sheepishly in the communal hallway.

It turned out (or at least this is what he told me) that he walked 2 yards out of his flat to put the rubbish out (in the hallway - nice) only to find that the door closed behind him. He had no wallet, phone or key.

He asked me if I had a ladder so that he could climb through his open first floor window. (??!!)
Strangely enough, not being a burglar, I don't have a ladder. But I thought it best to invite him in for a cup of tea (burglar's welcome at mine).

Apparently he had a friend staying who was out on the lash who has the spare key, but because this is the modern age and no one knows each others phone numbers he couldn't ring him to tell him to get his arse back home.

Anyway - he ended up on my computer for about 30 minutes trying to look up and send loads of messages to his mates on facebook asking them to get in contact with his friend that had the spare key.

By the time he buggered off to wander the streets for 3 hours (with a tenner of mine - sound investment) it was about 8.30pm and i had to cook the wife dinner.

When I finally logged on something was wrong with the computer (and my mind started turning to the possibility that this was just a big scam to hack into my computer - what did you do ya bastard). By the time I fixed that and finally started it was really too late to play much. And I played like a tit as well.

I shall be interested to see whether I will get the tenner back. But it seems he was legit (his mate popped round looking for him when he got back from the pub and found the note under the door).

Note to self: do good deed, lose cash at poker - life is so unfair.