I didn't believe it until I saw it: the pool table recently imported from UK by our dearest friends Armen and Chris! As it turned out, the table was actually not a pool table, but a "snooker" table (whatever that is?!). For one hour we tried helplessly to figure out the rules and moreover, how to set the balls before starting the game. The desperation on Jans and Armens faces is evidence enough that our attempt to understand snooker failed miserably. If there would have been any Briton among us, we might have had a slight chance to understand the game...
But fortunately enough, we didn't need a Briton, since Armen eventually handed over the real billiard balls, and we could finally show what great billiard experts we all are... 
Some did actually pretty well, like Henrik above ... 
Some looked pretty good, like Hanna above...
Some, such as myself, were hopeless cases...
Driving others, like Chris, into a state of desperation...
Yes, there is still much too learn, expect for those few talents like Henrik...
But fortunately enough, we didn't need a Briton, since Armen eventually handed over the real billiard balls, and we could finally show what great billiard experts we all are... Some did actually pretty well, like Henrik above ... Some looked pretty good, like Hanna above... 
Some, such as myself, were hopeless cases...
Driving others, like Chris, into a state of desperation... Yes, there is still much too learn, expect for those few talents like Henrik... 
