The gambler’s tale

Kevin's personal story

by Kevin 2nd December 2011

I kissed my fiancée goodbye, but this wasn’t going to be a normal working day. I had left a note on the bed and, as I walked through the park on my way to the police station, I couldn’t believe what gambling had done to me. I was about to hand myself in to the police. I had lost millions to gambling and none of it was my money.  I am thirty-four and I have gambled since I can remember. Although the dangers of gambling were not spelled out to us at an early age, there was still a prohibition surrounding it. It was frowned on and not glamourised as it is today.