No beans to spill Jez, just drinking all night. Kangaroos, Swindlers, Mes Amis, Typhoon....then it gets a bit blank and i left The Bridge around 7:30am.
Random in the sense that one of mates parents was out and they were hammered, which is always strange to see, and that kept quoting Alan Partridge at me:
"DAN! DAN! DAN! DAN!"
I also ended up pouring my drink all over an ex-con and living to tell the tale (in fairness he did it to me first), ended up having "profound" conversations about religion, politics and relationships, and dancing like a monkey on acid.