Needless to say we all a a great time and a big thank you goes out to the King Street lads for hosting this meet.
One by one we all left the club 'til just Chris, Jan and myself remained. We ordered a taxi and went back to The Mitre hotel and decided to have a night-cap before bed.
There were only two people in the bar, the bartender-***-night porter-*** receptionist and his girlfriend who were watching a pornie movie on the large Kikinoko screen. It didn't even cross his mind to change channels as we entered!
I wanted a coffee with some Spanish brandy in as I have at home before bed, but, alas there was no coffee and the only brandy was Couvoisier so I said I'd have one of those.
Rather than the traditional brandy glass the barman used a tumbler, then held up two little pewter measures and asked which one I wanted. I said the small one would be fine then he did a strange thing.
He held the measure to the side of the tumbler then poured the brandy straight into the tumbler until it was half full! That was about five measures. Nevertheless it slithered down my neck rather well and I ended up having two more similar measures. Jan cleaned them out of Bailey's Irish Cream, one of which was poured into a cup made of chocolate, whilst the barman massaged the feet of his girlfriend and continued watching the porn film. As Chris pointed out earlier, it was quite a surreal moment.