Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Bingo, babies and booze!
I think I've been to the bingo more times than I've had hot dinners over the past fortnight. We won quite often! Sadly, not very large amounts. The bingo will never make us rich.
In the photograph above, l-r:
Mum, Carol's Mum, Carol, Pat.
Mum and I were very proud of our winnings/loot/filthy lucre.
Unfortunately, Wendy didn't win at all. She's Mum's old gypsy friend.
Her daughter's called Fern. She got this name thanks to where Wendy had it off before conceiving her. She went out for a ride with her boyfriend on his motorbike into the New Forest. They stopped for a shag. The ferns were most comfy. Apparently.
My brother, Mark, also came down for a visit to Bournemouth whilst I was there to give Mum's back garden a bit of a makeover (more about that later). He was accompanied by his wife, Marci, and daughter, Isabella. Isabella likes to wear other people's shoes. I think she's going to be the new Imelda Marcos.
My sister-in-law likes a drink. She's my Tequila partner.
We finished off a bottle between us. I got very drunk. She was as sober as a judge.