Baby, baby, I'm on a Winning Streak....

8 of us were having a weekend in New York.

It was all great fun; we drove in a limo, we went to a show, we shopped, we did sightseeing, we drank cocktails, ate, screamed and shouted and laughed, and everything we did was punctuated by a Janice from Friends Style - "Oh My Gawd".

On the third night, my mum, my sister and I went out for a wee quiet dinner by ourselves. We headed to a little restaurant just off Times Square, and enjoyed a lovely quiet dinner. Just as our meal was drawing to an end, and there appeared to be a bit of a kerfuffle at the door.

The waiters were buzzing around and trying to keep the noise to a minimum, but it was obviously some rather intoxicated patrons had decided to partake in the nice ambiance.

Customers sitting around us, started to edge in their seats, a tad concerned, when suddenly the new guests, let rip with a beautifully co-ordinated, "OH MY GAWD", and began to ascend the restaurant towards us.

A lady sitting at the next table turned to me and said "Oh dear, do they recognise you from your hotel"

I turned to her with a smile and said, "No they recognise us, because we are together", and turned and joined in with the hilarity.

Thankfully, with a slight reorganisation of the patrons, the eight of us, five being slightly more paralytic than the rest of us, went on to enjoy a highly entertaining evening without distressing any more customers than we needed to; although those customers who chose to sit near quite enjoyed the party.

Great Times!