The other day I popped down into town with the fantastic Mr
Bus to sample a local beer garden, unfortunately a lot of people had the same
idea of a Friday afternoon and we had to sit inside. We didn’t mind too much as it was baking hot
outside and it was time to enjoy a refreshing beverage.
Whilst browsing the bar I was going to have a nice
refreshing bottle of bud, until I spotted it, there gleaming from the fridge
like a beacon calling to me with the cool beads of condensation gently falling
along the curvature of the smooth glass bottle. I had to have it at once, there
was no other choice, and it was Lemon Hooch.
At once I was excited, and memories of my early drinking
days come flooding back, I had to facebook, tweet and instagram it at once.
This lead to my friend and I reminiscing about the good old
days going to Bowlers nightclub in Bridgend getting drunk on hooch and Bacardi
breezers and the DJ playing Happy Hard-core tunes like We are the Children ofthe night and Space Invaders in the Air, with skirts far too short and heels
far too high.
The best thing about Bowlers was that it was a bowling alley
with a bar, a food area and a dance floor.
It was great getting drunk and bowling, I always seemed to bowl better
when drunk. Also it was like an extended
sixth form common room so you knew everyone there but it was intertwined with
the other schools sixth forms as well. I
was open until 2am and there was always something funny that had happened to
keep us amused in School on a Monday morning.
The worst thing about bowlers was that you knew everyone, the food was
awful and the happy hard-core tunes.
Still we wouldn’t have had it any other way and the place
and time have given us some great memories and awesome cringe worthy
photographs to go with it.
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