Good Thursday

Miss Kitty has always adored 93 Feet East, it possibly has something to do with the large chunky chandeliers, tasty outdoor barbecues in summer and the girls' toilets reminiscent of her school days.

So when R suggested that they meet there for a few drinks she did not hesistate in saying yay. It was the last working day before the Easter break and the sun was out, and MK was sure that life could not get any better…but it did…

Before hitting the two bottles of red, MK & R had a quick pre-soak curry on Brick Lane. MK voted for going into the cosy, dark restaurant which allowed you to bring your own alchohol, but R insisted that they go in the more expensive restaurant with the baroque paintings of nude women bathing in pearls in a giant oyster shell. The front of the restaurant had been opened up to let in the spring sunshine, but more importantly lure in more comtemplative eaters.

Well, the food was ok, but more interesting were the pretty girls who kept walking straight to the back of the restaurant and then out again, of them even returning a second time with a different wardrobe.

Hmmmm…MK started to thinks something seedy was going on until asking the waiter who informed her that there was a fashion shoot occurring. Miss Kitty sniffed, that could have been her ten years ago.

R showed MK where he worked which, although was a grotty little grubhole, was just a few paces from the cultural hustle and bustle of Brick Lane, lucky sot!


And while they made their way home buzzing and chatting, they decided to continue that theme early into the next day but not before admiring the Discworld Noir, Martin Mystere and Solaris soundtracks, having philosophical conversations in the toilet, touching bubbles on the wall and watching pink flowers blossom into green…and vice versa.