22/08/2025
OK Everyone, gather round, stop pretending you’re working, and listen up!
The Bank Holiday Weekend is finally here – three glorious days where diets don’t count, sleep is optional, and hangovers are just tomorrow’s problem. And if you thought you were getting a quiet one… forget it. You’ve got more chance of seeing a sober bloke dancing to ABBA at 1am than of this weekend being quiet.
We’re firing it all up on Saturday night with Boozy Bingo. And let me be crystal clear – this ain’t the sort of bingo your gran plays while knitting socks and sipping Horlicks. Oh no! This is chaos. This is carnage. This is bingo with a beer belly. We’re talking music, ridiculous challenges, drinking games that will have you questioning your dignity, and prizes that might not change your life but will definitely change your evening. By the end of the night, you’ll either be a champion or the reason your mates don’t bring you out in public anymore. Either way, it’s a win.
Then comes Sunday, the holy day… and yes, Spark will be your religion for the night. Not the kind of spark you get when your dodgy toaster sets the smoke alarm off, but the full rock ’n’ roll, turn-it-up-to-eleven type. Expect all the covers you love, the ones you swear you know the lyrics to, until you’re three pints deep and suddenly you’re inventing new words. Starts at 6pm, so have your dinner early, because no one wants to miss a drum solo while waiting for a pie and chips.
And then… Bank Holiday Monday. Normally that’s the day of regrets, apologies, and searching your pockets for chips you don’t remember buying. But not this time, oh no! We’re giving you TWO amazing singers – Nina Salorian and Natalie Jones. These ladies will take you to another planet with voices so good you’ll forget your ex, your overdraft, and the fact you’ve got work on Tuesday. Honestly, it’s like having angels in the pub – except they’re not judging you for your sixth pint before tea time. Music kicks off from 3pm, so you’ve got no excuse.
So, there it is everyone – a weekend of bingo, beers, bangers, ballads, and probably some bad dancing. Get yourself down, bring your mates, bring your nan (if she can handle it), and let’s make this one for the books. Or at least one you’ll try to remember.
See you at the bar – where weekends are made, memories are blurred, and Mondays don’t count! 🍻