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Last night started off pleasantly with a dinner with old chum Kate at perennial favourite, Busaba Eathai: tasty green chicken curry and a nice Chilean Sauvignon Blanc too. A quick trip to Manto followed, to partake of a few cranberry Breezers. Warning! Too many of these will get you extremely drunk: they taste exactly like raspberry cordial with no discernible alcohol content whatsoever. I stopped at two which was plenty, trust me.
Then it was off to meet the lads at Comptons. Unfortunately, the PoofBlogMeet™ was destined to be cursed with similar venue hassles to the last all-comers event. Upstairs at Comptons was closed so after quaffing a quick pint on the stairs, the Townswomen's Guild retired to the more sedate surrounds of The Yard's loft bar. I think there was a vodka and soda somewhere in there too. And another pint (or more?). Ian was on the receiving end of one of your humble author's friendly headbutts, for reasons which now escape me (or did I dream that? Recollections vary). All in all, a fun night. [ photos ]
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