I'M FROM BECKENHAM

My mom's from Beckenham. Shit the bed. From Beckenham. Swear on me life. Shit the bed. Do you remember that club called Tights? What's- it's now, um, by the train station. Not, Bridge Bar. Yeah. It was called Tights. It was called Frog. When I- The- What- who the fuck named it Frog? Sorry. The lazy toad. I've had a prosecco. Me head. The lazy frog. We should go for lazy toad. What the fuck? I was once barred from that place. I can't tell you. I'll tell you- Okay. Go for a prosecco or an Aperol Spritz. Into them. As if your mom's from Beckenham. My whole family are. So am I. Live there. We could be related. What the fuck? We're not together. School in Beckenham. No. Moved to Cambridge. Hang on. Much younger than you. My mom might have dated your dad. Dated a few men in Beckenham. And Pearly. Pearly. Your mom might have gone to the same school I did. Really? 'Cause you- She was ginger. To say to that. A lanky ginge. Do you ever remember her? I think you're a- My mom though. 46. Okay. Maybe not. To the same school. And white back in. Do you know what? God bless. Both. Beckenham. What did we get distracted? Big Brother. Big Brother. Bridge Bar. Was back to- Frog. Toad. Um- I've had one prosecco. It's gone to my head. We were talking about family messages- family messages on the screen right. Of Beckenham's proud of you. Whole of Beckenham's proud of you. So- you're doing great. And then I burst. Then PJ got his message. And we were like, "Who cares? Nomination." 100%. That was so worth