Showing posts with label Nights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nights. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 July 2014

Dogging In Sunderland

Cheating wife. Watching husband. Sex in public. Sunderland car park doggers...

For anyone who stumbled across this site via those search words, welcome to Good Northern you sneaky pervs. It isn't what you're looking for. Take your bitter disappointment, nursed stiffy and climb back under your stone.

For all normal people I visited Sunderland dog track last Friday for an evening of gambling and alcoholic beverages of the Newcastle and brown kind. All good fun. And there was no animal like behaviour from us and/or strangers in the car park afterwards.



Sunday, 29 January 2012

Dogging in Newcastle

Excuse the misleading title, just I'm vaguely amused at the additional page hits I'll receive by randy Geordies googling hotspots for sordid public displays of making babies in their cars. I'm actually referring to greyhound racing that takes place four days a week in the East end of Newcastle..

Went for the first time ever last night after the wife received free complimentary tickets through work, and had a blast. A few friends, a few family and myself and the wife went dogging in Byker (I'm sorry, I'll stop it now). Throughly enjoyed the free pie and pies and a few jars, whilst having a few quid on the dog I fancied in each race. Had three winners out of twelve races, the best was the aptly titled 'Mags Gamble', so just came under break even - but made it far more enjoyable even if it was just for peanuts.

Shall certainly look into it again as was a relativity cheap night - entrance, fed and watered, and twelve singles and spent just over £20 - for me and the wife. Great nights entertainment. Shame a few of the lads opted out, but they're heavier gamblers than us lot who went, so will possibly have been worried about loss of wages. Could have had a better end to the evening for the wife too - she fell ill on the way home, and was in the driving seat at the time so covered the dash, herself and me in vom. Meant I had to drive from Gateshead to Durham slightly over the limit, but four pints of watered down Carlsberg (which is pishwasser anyway) led to no driving mishaps - it probably just added to the evenings entertainment.

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