Marathon pub crawl alert! Met up with Guy and Andy last night in the yard of The Yard. We didn't like it there [ie none of us fancied anyone] so off we went to Barcode, where we bumped into Phil. We drooled over the barman for a bit [how many white T-shirts does one man need??] and then trooped over to Compton's. That was pretty dire [and clearly unmemorable], so after one we left for Manto's. Ian managed to track us down there, and after lurking in the claustrophobic but oh-so-cool basement, we were off again - this time to Rupert Street, popping our heads in at The Friendly Society on the way. We presided over Rupert Street from our superior vantage point on the sofas for a bit. Closing time came and went, and so did we - back to Barcode. I left at midnight, and, er, got home round three.