"F*ck it, Dude, let's go bowling." - Walter Sobchak
If we told you we'd been spending our evenings of late feeling all Grease Lightnin' in the basement of a Russell Square hotel, you might think we'd gone a little barmy. In actual fact, we happen to be partial to a certain style of red and blue (slightly whiffy) footwear, as well as having the need to feed an apparent root beer float addiction that's verging on redonkulous.
Bloomsbury Lanes are a world away from your bog-standard bowling alley - that's right, these lanes have been lifted straight from the golden age of ten pin. Pacman, retro furnishings, cocktails, milkshakes and Ray's - an old-school American Diner serving pizza by the truck load (go on, attempt the 26" - we dare you!).
N.B. If it looks like a catwalk, guys and gals, treat it like a catwalk...
Bowling, eating, drinking, dancing and singing... do nights out get better than this?!
Emily: dress: Miss Selfridge
Beth: dress: Missguided
