Friday 28th January: Went back to Mildred’s restaurant = yum. Then to G.A.Y Late via The Village where they have buff dancers thrusting their stuff in underpants…G.A.Y. Late was fine but played every single cheesy chart hit and was a bit much for me, being the dedicated follower of real music that I am. We had shots, I got over it and even cut some shapes on the stage.
We then decided that catching a cab to Dalston was a good idea as my friends recommended this jazz bar place which they said was “kooky and cool and full of hot men”. It was kooky. A highlight was being asked by some random outside if we wanted to catch a ride with him back to South London (as he was from Brixton) and have a spliff. I kid ye not! We respectfully declined his kind offer and went back to our friends’ Angel pad and waited painfully for the tube station to open, longest hour ever!
I have been hungover ALL day…not much to rave about on this occassion!