Last night was Ben’s final night in the UK before returning to Beijing, and what a night!
Had the pleasure of meeting the lovely Wei at last – good work, Ben! ;O) at the Maple Leaf, Covent Garden. If you haven’t yet been, go! This Canadian pub hosts different theme/promotion nights: every Monday being chicken wings night (20p each) and this particular Thursday being a Mexican night: corona and tequila gold @ 4 squid. With moustachio-ed bar staff (in fancy dress of course), visiting DJ’s and 20+ of Ben’s mates, how could a party atmosphere not take hold?
Mike, Lisa and I decided that the pub floor would be put to better use as a dance floor…. crossed with a gymnast’s floor mat… and so the high kicks and forward rolls came to pass… (as did the bruising) until Ben ‘Jamiroquai’ Martin stole the show! Kicking out time came all too quickly, and arguments soon ensued: “If we go to Roadhouse, we’ll say Ben made us!” “If we go to Los Locos, we’ll blame it on Ben!” etc
And so we ended up dancing to Bon Jovi until 3am in Los Locos. To quote the Briggs, “Never have they sounded so good” (?). But then, he didn’t know the difference between Mel and Kim and T.a.t.u. by this point…
The only disappointing part of the night was when neither Ben’s nor my camera worked, so sadly no bleary eyed gurning pictures. Still, it was definitely a night to remember… or at least, the memory won’t fade til my fag burnt wrist heals over!