POKIES ADDICT I STOLE from my HUBBY to play
Jan 12, 2022
3 minutes
As told to Kathryn Lewsey
Sarah Taylor, 77, Melbourne, Vic*
Darl, I need your help,’ my dad said.
I was 12, and Dad had taken me to the bingo for the evening while my mum worked.
He loved gambling – having a flutter on the horses or heading to the bingo hall.
So I started crossing off numbers for him.
My heart was pounding as I realised I needed just one number – 17 – to win. Within seconds, it was called!
‘Quick,’ I whispered to Dad,
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