Last night I went out for my friend's birthday. We went out to Walthamstow Dog track! It was SO much fun! We all put bets on, I usually picked either the one with the least bets on it, or the one with the funnest name (Irate Kate, Girl Next Door, Begin To Hope, Centaur Fuzzums)
Check out the beautiful neon!
Inside the stadium/track or whatever it's called
This thing is pretty confusing, it has a ton of numbers that relate to odds, money that's been bet on these dogs, etc.
This is where you put bets on. The minimum you can bet is 10p! Mostly I put bets on of £1, except the end where I ran out and bet 40p.
I had scampi and chips! It wasn't that great.
This is everyone who was there outside the stadium, where we waited for a bus to get back to the train station
While I was on the other side of the road taking this picture, these guys decided to also get in it. They also wanted my coat and hat (it was freezing and I had a (fake) fur coat, leather gloves, a woolly hat, scarf, I was snug as a bug!)
This is Aidy, Laura and Dave on the bus.
Then once we went back on the tube, we went to this club/bar called The Social, where a guy called Rowdy Superstar ("spelled properly because I did my GCSEs!") who was amazing and insane! He had a gold sequinned hat and a purple sequinned jacket thing, and had a track about haters on myspace. Also he danced around like he was being electrocuted!
This picture sucks but check out his myspace I guess (If you want to hear some base heave grime)
Then we walked around for about 15 years before we found aplace playing cheesy music, where I drank more and then made everyone take myspace pictures with me.
No offence Aidy, but.... this picture looks way better like this