Welcome to Wimbledon.
Having escaped the bubble several years ago, I find myself launched amongst Wombles, South Africans and Public School kids all over again. Shockingly incestuous for a SUBURBAN place. Bar hopping along the broadway you too can become spectator to many a drama unfold.
"Little S" and "M" were seen away from "N" early in the night as they ventured further afield than the Suburban Bar and Lounge. Rumor has it that "N" wanted to see a certain "Barman R"... This is all speculation of course. "N" was accompanied by "E" and "R".
"Little S" and "M" couldn't stay away for long though, stopping in suburban long enough for "Little S" to relieve herself.
"NI" was seen emerging from ladies toilets wiping her lips... only seconds later a rather pleased "J" emerged from same cubicle. You do the math.
"Mayor" was seen insulting "R"... we only hope that she can recover from such a comment, presumably about her shrinking dress size.
"N" was seen last night on the steps of Wimbledon theatre eating chicken with R waiting for "Mayor" to get free entrance into Bar Sia. Interesting, I thought "R" was not welcome when "N" and "E" venture out together...
"N" was seen leaving BarSia without "Barman R".
"Mayor" is said to be fed up of all the dramas of Wimbledon and that he's fed up of sorting everyones problems out. Give over Mayor, you love it.
If you have any dramas to add from the Wimbledon Bar scene, email firstname.lastname@example.org