House! (or not...)

As you can see, I didn't come home tonight any richer. However, I did come home feeling considerably relieved that I don't spend every night feeding a pile of pound coins into a light-up table, chain smoking and eating chips, getting ink from my dobber pen on my shell suit and generally being too obese to walk up steps.

Yes, Portswood Mecca Bingo, that's you, that is.

But it's good fun once in every eight months or so.

NB. They don't do it like you remember from the seaside, ie."Two little ducks," long pause, "Twenty-two", longer pause, "On its own...number 3" etc. It's quick-fire stuff with pens moving over cards so fast it's a blur... Concentrate now...