The crappy pub

Lesley organised a bloody lovely time for us, first on the top of London bar with fabulous views. We chatted to the waiter about him working there, I hope he didn’t assume anything from me asking him what time he was finishing work. Even if he did, midnight is too late for anyone.

Then she walked me through to literally to arse end of the east end. Literally tower blocks, graffiti and youths. Made me laugh a lot in my middle class head. We made it to our very fabulous destination of immersive murder mystery immersive theatre on a train with dinner thrown in.

We had a great time with a couple of the actors sitting with us to chat. And then the weirdest looking waiter gave me a playing card with “murderer” written on it. We got ever so excited at that point but then it all deflated in the last 5 mins ( like Bobby Ewing in the shower said Lesley). A v fun event except for the end bit.

More walking, I took lesley to a crap pub I knew then tubes and trains. V top lovely, the time goes too fast. Many extras available...