The Strip Club

With Sarah as chief navigator we arrived outside this strip club to be informed that it was female strippers for the fellas. Then the doorman showed us where to go - I thought he was going to direct us to another building but instead he lead us down a back alley, in through a side door and down into a very dingy dark basement.

There was another hen party there and we were able to get a preview of what was going to happen next. I realised I was too sober, so necked back a few vodkas in quick succession and then proceeded to handcuff myself to a large pole for a bit of slithering!

Finally, my turn came and I perched on the throne while I had four male strippers do their thing. There were two army men, a sailor and a very hunky fireman - they were a bit pasty (apart from the fireman)and one bared a resemblance to Wayne Rooney. We got some great photos and it was a really good giggle. After me, Becky, Sarah, Caitlin and Aimee had their own private dancers. Aimee's facial expressions were very very funny and wearing her nun outfit with a semi naked Wayne Rooney sat on her knee was hilarious!

Other various shenanigans occurred such as me pulling a mooney (it was a dare) and then proceeding to do rude things with my squeaky truncheon. Sadly, the time came to leave and we headed out into the pouring rain.