It’s Saturday morning and I have a very sore head. Unfortunately it’s not just from a less-than-judicious use of the local pub’s revised opening hours. My online account today is $500 lighter than yesterday afternoon after I had ‘a quick pop’ at the cash tables while generously lubricated. Don’t groan. This isn’t about to turn into a puritanical rant about not playing when drunk – although it would be true to say that getting peeled out of a cab by an irritable taxi driver is not the best preparation for making astute laydowns.

No, my message, poker players, is all to do with objectives.