Wiggin' out
Have just arrived back from our staff social which was an afternoon of lawn bowls, drinks and pizza. Naturally any event organised by me must involve costumes so we all wore our brightly coloured wigs from our 'Wig Wednesdays' last year. I finally got to wear my red fembot wig which nearly caused several car accidents on the way over as the people driving next to me nearly gave themselves whiplash from the doubletakes. And when we walked into the bar for drinks, right in the middle of a club competition, we were greated with a barrage of wolf whistles and good natured ribbing. Good times!