Few things rate worse than my linguistic abilities. But cards are one of them. Which has always struck me as a bit odd. Mathematics one of my stronger suits at school. So I’d felt pretty confident when I’d explained to host Phil, and his friends Iris and Fiona, just how terrible I was. Snap usually had me foxed.
Perhaps it was Phil’s erudite explanation of the game. I shan’t try to repeat it here. Maybe it was a more honed nose for spotting tactical advantage. And then exploiting it. Ruthlessly. Or just plain, old fashioned, beginners luck. Either way, it was a bit embarrassing. I won. By a healthy margin.
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