A contact recounted a heart-warming tale to Stalker recently concerning a straw man – not the one from the Wizard of Oz mind you.
Said straw man’s life partner is a bit of a poker wiz, and she was down in Dublin for a big poker tournament, you now the type of thing, Las Vegas style glitz and glam.
Herself isn’t into all the razzmatazz, she just likes playing the cards. Anyway, to keep it short, she not only did herself proud, she won the whole tournament and collected the handsome prize money on offer.
The straw man who had escorted her to the event was well chuffed. On the drive home, up through the county of Meath, with its royally expansive fields the couple happened to pass a field of straw that our man had been bidding on for quite some time, but to no avail.
The farmer was holding out for a better price and was sure he would get it. Spotting the opportunity our man detours to the farmer’s house and makes him an offer on the spot. The sight of the prize winnings wad was enough to clinch the deal!
Straw man got his load, the very best straw at a good price! His poker playing partner was in on two victories by the end of the day. A wizard result all round.
