Friday night was fun, May and I had time after work to go shopping for a Mother's Day present, go out for Dim Sum and see a band!... All that with only having two bottles of beer. The dimsum was excellent, apart from the fact that we were the only people in the upstairs part of the restaurant which meant that the waiters standing around were too attentive and would come over to take away a dish as soon as the last dimsum had been chopsticked into our gaping mouths.
The band was okay. Chieftown. We were walking back through Soho on our way back to catch the tube when from one of the crowds outside one of the pubs, a little smiling face greeted us. It was Patch, a geordie friend of Mays. He did a good job convincing us to do 'the dreaded turn' in the road and back on ourselves to Bar Rhumba, that old bar of yesteryear which now temporarily houses pub/indie bands of questionable calibre.
After the two bottles of beer we squeezed through the 'crowd' of Chieftown fans and headed home.
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