FRIDAY 16th JANUARY: DOG HOUSE FOR SALE

Lady a bit fed up with me at the mo so I popped out with Andrew for a quick one. I came back a little tipsy, was ill and I blamed the prescription the dentist had given me.... (cont.)

Have also tried to use the Thai food I ate with Andrew as an excuse for chucking up too... i don't know what happened. One moment, calm: a few drinks in the Broome Street Bar, then one on the corner of Spring and Thomson, then a wonderful Thia meal at Kin Khao. The meal starts, we finish the chickensatay - and then I drop my cocktail into a plate of peanut sauce and the bloke on the table next to me is going mad wiping his head. Luckily my glass landed perfectly and I told him that it must have been some lime juice and I won't do it again. Andrew and I giggle like kids for the rest of the meal.

next thing I know I'm in a basement bar (151 Rivington) with no name playing rock music then I am rolling around in another bar with a pool table and quite possible on the pool table itself. Andrew and I can't remember saying goodbye to each other.

All money spent. The Lady wasn't impressed when I returned. The dog house is now more like a mesh fence thing with no shelter now sitting in a wind tunnel.