Bongo Bingo

Eight of us met for breakfast in town. Once fortified we went to the Albert Hall for Bongo Bingo. It was a mad crazy rave with games of bingo thrown in...brilliant.

Where do you keep your bingo pen when not playing? Sue could hold it between her boobs, it dropped straight through for Suzanne and me...but Aram could trap it in his hairy chest.

We didn’t win anything, but we laughed, danced, drank and sang our way through the afternoon. It was so loud that I thought I’d gone deaf when we went outside.

It’s not a good idea to sup three beers when the toilets are three floors down in the basement either!!

I’m shattered now!!