It is the Novena. This nine-day countdown to the Feast of Our Lady of Victory in my parents’ hometown is celebrated with daily services followed by late-night activities in the town square. Tonight, a few rounds of Tombla – Maltese for Bingo – have been organized to raise funds for the feast. I joined the devoted gamblers content in knowing my money will contribute to a more spectacular fireworks show for next years feast, when I plan to visit.“Fatah!”
It was only a line and somebody else has also called it. I rake in a mere pound-fifty. About three bucks. Enough to treat myself to a rum and coke and last the final round.
