Ladbrokes

I went to Ladbrokes yesterday after my friend insisted that he felt lucky and wanted to bet on horses. Although he only bets small amounts, I hate accompanying him on such excursions. As the expression goes, the house always wins.
I’ve been to a number of different betting shops in my time and this specific Ladbrokes did not stand out from the rest. It was awfully depressing inside. A bunch of men stood around with their eyes glued to the one wall with all the TV screens. Gambling on horses or dogs is usually a solitary activity so there was an uncomfortable silence in the room. During the race, you could cut the tension with a knife. Some of people were groaning while others were Unilocaling. Little betting slips were littered all over the floor and tables so I guess there were a lot of losers that day.
I don’t think highly of gambling but I suppose that if you had to place a bet this place will do.