There's a strange couple who only come in on Tuesdays.  One man spends about 2 hours getting the odds from random events from the screen, and does about a 30 leg multiple in minuscule, almost illegible writing.

The other guy is the star of the show.  Whatever the weather he wears a 3/4 length anorak & thick woolly hat.  One cashier keeps a can of air freshener behind the counter, and sprays him every time he goes to the counter.

This Tuesday, after a dog race he was shouting; 'There's something wrong with they animals. There sick.  Sick I tell 'ee.  They can't run when there sick like that.'

His mate yelled across, 'Your a feckin animal & your'e sick.'

The anorak then shouts 'Every time I do back one number, the one higher or lower comes in.'  If I do do number 2 then 1 or 3 will come in.'

Tuesday last week he was shouting, 'I've been cheated they animals are running backwards & falling over.  How can they win when they run backwards?'

Nearly 6 years old this thread, and this is the reprint

Lucky Fred and Black Flash - priceless.  My favourite ever.

1-thePRO black fella name of alex spoke EXACTLY the same as trevor macdonald whenever he backed a winner(RARELY) commented should
have had more on that> when he didnt back winner commented i was going to back that changed my mind at last minute
2-jonny s****s washer upper at local down at heel bowling alley by night 20p a race punter by day so named as often spoke to himself and then s****ed immediately afterwards i.e CAUTHEN WON THAT ONE HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHHHEHEHEHHE

Many a good laugh in here...it used to be fun sometimes in the bookies pre BF days.

Used to be a lad in Coral's in Rotherham called Brian. Now this was an eternal optimist if ever there was one and from start of race to the end his 10p e/w bet or a selection in a 5p Yankee would be urged on continually from the start to the finish, even when hopelessly tailed off...c'mon. c'mon c'mon cuuuuuummmmm onnnnnn....he would say while urging the nag forward, waving his arms as if trying to physically push or drag the beast over the line. Always rode it right out to the line this lad. His sister would eventually shout 'Aww shut up nah Brian' to which the rest of the shop would say 'You tell him Margaret'. Doesn't sounds so funny as when you were there and it was every race he'd had a bet in.

Also remember being in a local independent when 2 blokes ended up fighting and rolling about on the floor over whether AP O'Brien's horse that had placed in the 2000 Guineas would win the Derby,one was about 40 and the other in his late 50's, was a sunday afternoon. My mate came to the door, saw em wrestling and rolling round in the entrance and walked round and in through the other side.

He's a very naughty boy.

I was in the archives and found this from 2008.


from the forumite skullduggery
Apologies to those who have read this one before. Taken from another forum about 3yrs ago

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Here is a glorious story of an occurrance last Sunday
in a drinker in the West End of Aberdeen.

Completely unbelievable but 100% true.

The reason I describe it as unbelievable is because
for my sins in the 90's I was running betting shops up
here. I met many characters rich and poor but can
honestly say I will have settled over 2000 "scorecast"
wagers and can only remember marking up ONE winner.
That was something along the lines of McCoist & 1-0
Rangers at 18/1 or something basic.

It is mainly an old man's bet I found and they were
not too adventurous with their selections. Ian Wright
+ 2-0 or Eoin Jess and 1-0 were the norm. They still
never ever came in.

William Hill in the local paper offer up a free 1
scorecast voucher every Friday for the weekend's
Aberdeen game. I would opine that during the few years
they have been doing this, they have probably been
caught half a dozen times if the jollies have obliged.

The scene is set and at this point I should introduce
you to Silver Derek. A doyen of the Geordie floodlit
greyhound scene in the 70's. Used to be a trainer's
assistant at Brough Park, Sunderland and Pelaw etc
etc. It obviously was not a route to a lucrative life
as by the time we ran into each other it was 1994 in a
run-down housing scheme betting shop.

He was dogs and football only. 50p wagers, a pound if
he was sure, until he had exhausted his 4 daily
float. He was like that for years. An absolute
gentleman with glorious old tales to tell. I shifted
betting shop and his custom followed. He was old
school. He'd win a tenner and then go and drink
himself into the ground. I'd always shout him a pint
after my shift in the boozer. It's magic buying a pint
for someone that massively appreciates it. "I'll
square you up Stevie" was the constant shout. Jesus,
I'd enjoy watching him savour that pint more than I
enjoyed my own at times!

Anyway, I digress, but if Silver Derek got a hot hot
tip he would find a tenner. Old Ricky Santini of
Betfair fame gave us a Jack Berry juvenile back then
that bolted up somewhere at 100/30. Old Derek had his
tenspot on it to land his biggest win of the year.
Beside himself with joy.

Anyway, I think you know what is coming.

I was sitting in a dingy boozer in the Aberdeen West
End with my mistress. I'd been to Pittodrie earlier in
the day and seen them beat Rangers in a majestic game
of football. The town was absolutely jumping and there
is usually carnage when Rangers are in town so we
headed away from the centre.

Settled in this boozer and the Silver Fox taps me on
the shoulder. Hadn't seen him for a good few years but
I swear he still had the same jacket on and was still
betting with cupro-nickel.

Anyway, he beckons me over to the corner of the boozer
and produces a folded piece of blue paper. A William
Hill betting slip no less. His biggest bet of any
given weekend is quite clearly the 1 free scorecast
courtesy of the Evening Express.

He unfolded it and I saw the most glorious sight in
that familiar old handwriting.


RUSSELL ANDERSON to SCORE FIRST and ABERDEEN to win
3-2

Anderson is the Dons centre back who scores once in a
blue moon. Whats more, the Dons were 7/1 to win the
game in the 90 mins. It was a Derek kind of bet. It
was completely and utterly authentic. The stamp at the
bottom was genuine.


950/1

He bought me and the boiler THAT beer.

The question Silver Derek asked me was a pearler. "As
it is a free bet will I get 950 or 951 back?"

"950 Derek"

Cue a crestfallen glance.

"They're bloody criminals"

Absolutely joyous and completely true. Biggest priced
winner I have ever witnessed.

That £950 must have done his liver the world of good.

Unlikely at my  former local its been fishmongers for the past two years.

Saved from dying in the changeover.

It is, but I can't recall who posted it.

Up for Dobbo's new post

14 Aug 2005

Aberdeen 3 - 2 Rangers
HT 2 - 1 FT 3 - 2  

Russell Anderson (30)Steve Lovell (37)Jamie Smith (88)
Dado Prso (39)Peter Lovenkrands (49)Fernando Ricksen (s/o 55)

regarding post from skulduggery 20 Dec 1158pm

I agree with Kenny Mann

Brilliant.

Was hoping the story ended with him trying to fine a copper £60.

This happened to me a couple of months ago in donny corals, the one opposite the frenchgate . Anyone who uses it will probably know this fella . As i walked in the shop there was a motor scooter parked up inside, looked something like a 125cc . I thought wtf!, must be a member of staffs, surely they would not allow a customer to leave it there . No one seemed bothered by this or the smell of petrol, after a while an asian fella caught my eye as i was looking at the scooter and said "its getting ridiculous, i'm going to stop coming in" as he walked away i noticed he had no shoes or socks on, i looked around but could not see any footwear, after a while i spotted tucked away in a corner 2 bags of shopping with a pair of shoes at the side, when i left a while later he was still wandering around barefoot .