I will never forget the night BadMan started a conga in F3!
It started quietly as all the best congas do, with just 2 or 3 people, then before we knew it there were about 25-30 people in this conga. He led us around the lobby, weaving around tables, into the rooms, then through the ladies and gents…that was an eye-opener…then out into the street, down the road, around the park, through a club, then back into the lobby. All 25-30 people typing furiously as people stepped in dog poo, tripped over “courting couples”, tree branches hit us in the face, dresses got ripped, we lost shoes in the fountain, someone knocked off a policeman’s helmet…you get the picture!
This went on for about 30 minutes, so much laughter, everyone typing away and trying to keep up – by the time we’d finished I felt like I’d done a real conga!