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Hitting the dance floor

Posted on September 20th, 2008 by bryan.
Categories: General.

Sore, pounding head!  Twitchy, aching tummy!  When will I learn when to say ‘no’ to more glasses of wine?

It was an old colleague’s leaving do, so a few of us gathered for drinks and nibbles in Camden.  It was a weird night - not least because the guest of honour left before 10pm - but it was great fun: lots of banter, a decent(ish) pub, not many idiots and, for the first time in ages, we went for a boogie!

You can probably count on two hands the number of times G and I have gone clubbing in London.  It’s not that we don’t like clubbing; more that I’m not a fan of the big commercial clubs.  It’s probably because I grew up on the Edinburgh scene, where there was (and still is) only one permanent gay club - CC Blooms.  It’s naff, dingy and dark, but it is what it is and you can’t ask for much more than that.  The Black Cap in Camden is much the same: black walls, lots of mirrors, cheap booze (and occasionally cute men).

Anyway, it’s now the morning after the night before and I’m beginning to feel a bit rough - head, tummy, legs.  Alcohol and age are terrible things!

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