Slot machines on Blackpool Promenade have a strange attraction to the men folk!
Max & Finn each had a bag of 10p & 2p saved up by Cathy & Garth!
A long time was spent feeding these coins into the slots.
Each time you won tickets came out which you fed into a counting machine. It totted up the number of tickets you had won & gave you a token worth so much money.
Well all I can say the establishment were easily in pocket!
Nothing worth picking & they came away with disgusting sweets or lollies as they called them that made their tongues & lips blue!
It did g matter that it was a rip off as the boys were very satisfied with their loot but it was rather shocking to see middle aged guys wandering around together playing slot machines in the middle of the afternoon. We could tell the holiday makers but these guys were just putting money they looked like they didn’t have into stupid machines….. no job no money I reckon….. it was sad to be honest.
harry seems to be loving it Pat , I remember playing the slots at Blackpool with a big bag of pennies my grandad saved for us .... I used to love a horse racing game ....the white horse was the long odds , you won a shilling if it came first for your 1d
I used to have 2 shillings to spend back in my day on the slot machines when we went to Blackpool. Of course, I always came home with nothing but I suppose it was fun at that age. Never been a gambler since.
David lived in North Wales and during his summer leave when he was in the apprentices of the RAF he used to work in an amusement arcade repairing the machines. He discovered very early on that the punters drove rusty Ford Popular cars and the owner of the arcade drove a Rolls Royce. That says it all.
It did g matter that it was a rip off as the boys were very satisfied with their loot but it was rather shocking to see middle aged guys wandering around together playing slot machines in the middle of the afternoon. We could tell the holiday makers but these guys were just putting money they looked like they didn’t have into stupid machines….. no job no money I reckon….. it was sad to be honest.
David lived in North Wales and during his summer leave when he was in the apprentices of the RAF he used to work in an amusement arcade repairing the machines. He discovered very early on that the punters drove rusty Ford Popular cars and the owner of the arcade drove a Rolls Royce. That says it all.