Why oh why am I in the Bond Street easyeverything at some ungodly hour of the morning, waiting for the tubes to start running? Because I had a wonderful allnighter at Hope in Brixton, that's why. My, it was busy. My, I was busy. But did I have a sign on my back saying "yes, I'd love to sleep with you, but why not get your jealous boyfriend/ex-boyfriend involved, too?"