Fears are growing over the addictive nature of the roulette machines that keep bookies in business these days. Amelia Gentleman visits betting hotspot Slough and watches the punters’ £20 notes disappear into them.
The biggest spender in Slough’s Roar betting shop on a slow Wednesday morning is a middle-aged British Asian man, carrying some belongings in a Sainsbury’s plastic bag. He comes in with £180 in his wallet, which he feeds rapidly into the roulette machine and, within the space of around five minutes, loses.
He returns half an hour later with another £160. For a while it looks as if he might be winning back his earlier losses because a lucky spin inflates his first £20 stake to £176 on the screen. But he spins again and the cash drops to £146, jumps to £171, falls to £87, then to £55, and runs out. The machine sucks in a few more twenties, digesting the notes with a satisfying rattle. After a few minutes all the money has gone.
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