gone to the dogs...

i started my 33rd birthday celebrations on saturday evening by going to walthamstow dogs.

it was interesting and scary. the place was packed with all sorts of people and for such a wet night i was surprised the dogs didn't slip more, the only dog to slip was one of the dogs i bet on: 'mystical sloth'...i should have known.

other great names were: 'toosey tina', pinta magners', 'witches petal', 'look here dan', 'arry olt', 'droopys majella' and 'not so jolly' who won me a whole £9!!! after the night of betting on these strange whispy creatures i came out £4 down so not so bad, some of us weren't so lucky...yes ed i'm talking about you, at least you stuck to your budget.

the culinary choice was 'interesting' but the one thing that caught my eye was second from the bottom - bovrill, yes you can still buy bovrill from canteens like this - bovrill if you don't know is a meat extract drink, think of drinking a hot mug of vegemite and your half way there eweewwwwwwww

ed was brave enough to order something: chicken and mushroom pie (upside-down of course with a splattering of tomato sauce mmmm mmmm

see the guy below with the flat cap; he spent the entire night signalling to the bookies over the other side of the track the odds which constantly kept changing - hence his hands being a blur - he was fascinating to watch.

would i go again? no

but i did have a great time :)