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Bingo In My Life - Part 1

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About the reasons behind this site and the experiences of the site creator, David Lloyd that provided the insight and inspiration to put it together.

Author: David Lloyd

About This Site And What Inspired It

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I was going to write an 'about this site' sort of page to tell people why this site exists. The more I thought about it, the more it occurred to me that Bingo played such a big part in my life, work and memories, so rather than do that I thought I'd expand on it here.

I'll give you the outline quick so the less interested can skip to other content. Basically, I searched for guides on Bingo when arranging an outing for a group of new players and found only bad spam sites or instructions which were too basic for my liking. As a result I wrote my own guide. Then it occurred to me I had lots of content related to Bingo so I decided to make the site.

Yes there are some adverts around the site, but my aim was to make them fairly innocuous. Some of the sites I've seen searching for Bingo are a lot, lot more ad-orientated. I hope with this site I've managed to strike a nice balance between useful content and the adverts. The relevance of the content is important to me - and hopefully useful to you.

The long version starts way back in my younger days, with early memories of sitting in a pram in a smokey hall (probably the Gaiety on City Road, Cardiff.) I think it was a Saturday afternoon and I must have been quite young at the time. I don't know what I was doing there, if my mum was visiting someone, or playing (were people allowed to bring children to Bingo in the 70s?) or passing through. The tyrannies of early memories mean I can't be sure.

As time went on, Bingo made its presence felt in many subtle ways. Parents and grandparents disappearance for a few hours, excited tales and a surplus of bingo markers for childhood art projects all spring to mind.

Skip forward a decade and I found myself in secondary school, my path home went past the long side of the Splott Bridge Bingo hall. Often we could hear Bingo numbers being called through the fire doors, and being mischievous youngsters, we'd shout house to bring the games to a stop and to get a chase of the floor staff.

On the odd occasions the doors would be left open and we'd sneak in to the hall, overwhelmed by the cavernous size of the place. The aim was to get to one of the stands with the floor staff's microphones to once again interrupt the play and get another chase. No doubt it annoyed the hell out of the players, but it was big fun for us!

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