London Town

Jo and I got a lift to the wonderful West Ruislip Underground station at 4pm in no mood at all for this grand night out we planned about 5 months ago. While sitting on the train waiting for it to whisk us to Central London we both could've fallen asleep there and then. We eventually made it to Kings Cross on what was probably the hottest day in England so far this year. Kings Cross is much the same as it's always been, a bit grotty and full of nutters. We walked the 10 minutes to the Holiday Inn and checked in to a surprisingly nice room before hitting the shower to get ready for the evening.

We arrived all glammed up at the pub in Soho at about 7pm on the dot as planned and we didn't have to wait long for company. First to arrive (as could've been predicted quite easily) was my good friend Steven, followed quickly by Sharon pint in hand - this would've been also a cert to predict :)

After the first drink Jo and I were feeling a bit more relaxed and our night had begun. The pub we picked on the internet turned out to be a good choice as we managed to have a entire corner to ourselves before the pub began to fill up later on.

As the night went on we were joined by friends of both Jo and myself, most of whom we hadn't seen for over 3 years. A DJ set up table a bit later and we all had a great night. I tried to 'work the room' and catch up with everyone but it was hard to do and I wished the night could go on for longer. Steven and my friend Nav will hopefully join us again for dinner on Wednesday night when we can have a bit more time to chat. I will also hopefully catch up with George and Amy again on Friday which will be a bit more time with one of my best mates.

Jo had a ball, catching up with Patrick, George, Kevin and Hilary who were obviously all over the moon at seeing Jo again. Once again it was hard to meet everyone as Jo wanted to meet some of my friends and vice-versa so we're hoping to catch up again on Wednesday or next Saturday for a bit more quality time.

After the pub closed, a few said goodbye and a few of us went on to find a pub without a cover charge. We eventually found one, but it was a pricky place with slow bar staff, over-priced (even for London) drinks and the ubiquitous copulating couple next to us at the table. Digusting but like a car crash we all had to look.

Finally it was up to the girls to keep the night going as Jo, George, Amy and I made it to the disasterous Candy bar in Soho. You can't not meet Aussies in London as Jo and I got talking to this girl who used to live in Newtown. Such a small world. We decided to call it quits at 3am which is well past my bedtime and we got on a red London Bus to take us back to Kings Cross. Great night out.