Last night I did something I never thought I would do: I went to Bingo. Not only did I go, but I had to sign up to be a Gala Bingo Member, and as such I now have a bright yellow Gala Bingo Membership Card in my wallet. Mortifying.
In my head I imagined that I would meet up with my friends and we'd all have a natter and a catch-up and we'd win lots of money and laugh at some of the hardcore Bingo-ers. But...er...you have to be silent at Bingo, otherwise you get told off. So there was no nattering, no catching up, just hardcore Bingo-ing! And d'you know what? It was brilliant! Lots of secret whispering and innuendo - "I'm close" being suddenly the most hilarious two words invented.
Shall possibly be going back next week, if only for the fun of the Bingo Pen.
Has anyone else ever induldged? Bingo: discuss!
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