Hazy Memories

Blackfriars, Cafe Mao (for food, again!), Del Monica’s to catch up with everyone else even though they weren’t there, Polo Lounge then Arte.

A few Guinness (one for Peter), some Miller, Carlsberg, Southern Comfort… ooyyyyy. At least there were no champagne cocktails this time.

Ohh and of course I pulled, in the Polo Lounge. He wasn’t really my type though…

Two observations:
1. Isn’t the dawn lovely.
2. It’s very bright today.

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