Sterrrrrrrrrrrrrike!

Bowling Green! Yay!

It was Eurovision night, and at least one of our number had turned down the chance to wear leiderhosen and cheer on a Belgian threesome. For the second week in a row.  We were frankly worried that the BeeGee regulars would be similarly diverted by the frankly biblical Jedward vs Blue spectacle.  

We needn't have worried though, the beautiful people of Blackboy Road cheered us up cheered us on and cheered our hearts.  We brought a few oldies back (Friday on my Mind anyone?), forgot to play a newie (Galway Girl will have to wait until next time, poor dear) and inexplicably ended up playing Toxic by Britney.  

Yes, I know. Toxic by Britney.

Bernie is insistent that 'someone' requested it, the rest of us are frankly sceptical.  You can take the Boy out of the Holiday Camps it seems, but you know what they say...

Anyways, onwards and upwards - it's next stop wedding bells in Thorverton Village, and despite our better judgment will probably end up blogging about it.

Love ya!

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