I picked the girlfriend up and we started walking to Cargo before an entrepreneurial rickshaw cyclist touted us for a ride so we hopped in as he was heading in the same direction.
Once I had cut a swathe through the inevitable small talk, I started on the double Havana Club and ginger beer. My new favourite alcoholic drink.
Cargo was pretty lively with around 20 of us there for the Gimp's birthday. This number was augmented by a clutch of hen nights and the rest of the mob from the rugby club bbq.
It was pretty enjoyable as the music in Cargo was good and everyone seemed hellbent on having a good time.
After Cargo closed there was a bit of a decision to be made about where to head next. The Cavendish, Fingers, home and The Opal Lounge were the main contenders. I went to Grand Cru.
I must just have missed this - http://www.thesun.co.uk/scotsol/homepage/news/2568371/Derek-Riordan-arrested-for-a-breach-of-the-peace.html
Dirty little ned.
I didn't miss one of the rugby lads walk straight over the Mercedes belonging to the Head Chef at Bar Napoli however.
I scarpered home after that.
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