This time the real thing!

After years of joking about going to 'The Ivy' - what we affectionately call the New Ivanhoe Hotel, tonight Bob and I checked out the real thing.

There for a french tasting, at 6pm gorgeous young things were pouring through the doors and up the stairs.  The lovely glamorous greeters at the door took one look at us and said 'Are you here for the wine tasting?'

No clubbing for us tonight - doubt they would have let us up the stairs!