Friday, 27th April 2001.
I met a couple of blokes from work at the Slug and Lettuce in Fulham.
(Also known as the Slut and Legless.) There was a fair crowd in there when I
rocked up at about 8pm, and within an hour it was absolutely chocka.
The music was loud and I couldn't hear what anyone was saying, so I just
stood there grinning ludicrously at the appropriate time. The (sad) highlight of
the evening all the bar staff dancing on the bar, topless! Of course this happened
while I was going to the loo. Good grief.