It's bowling club night...

This evening, as you'll see if you look back the years of my blip, is the traditional Christmas eve trip to the bowling club. My dad just placed his Christmas badge on a cocktail sausage. We can't hear each other speak so I'm wondering if it's a secret sign. And if so, what for. If you've ever seen the sketch in Chewin the Fat with the singer in a pub/club, this is very similar entertainment.

Luckily I'm not a driver tonight or tomorrow.