So I was out in Tooting last night, there was a leaving party in the bar we were in for an Australian girl that works there. Around half eleven the lights started to come on, I presumed they were shutting which I was a bit annoyed about as I hadn’t downed many Viers. However it wasn’t shutting at all someone had arranged for a belly dancer to come and perform in the pub, naturally the belly dancer wanted to dance with me so I bust a few of my best moves out.

Bizarrely the Australian girl left quite early even thought it was her own leaving party, what’s all that about?

Pete xXx