The situation: Me and my flat mate have a lot of work on and have done for months. It’s getting heavy. We haven’t been out in a while and are starting to get low. It’s Friday night and the outlook is bleak.
We turn to YouTube…
and realise how low things had got.
Solution: It’s Saturday night- It’s Eurovision.
We headed to the Bethnal Green Working Men’s club last night to celebrate Eurovision in all it’s heinously tacky, titillatingly foreign, glory.
I’ve not been before, it’s kind of like an ironic scout hut. But it has bought us such nights as “David Lynch Cabaret” and hosts DJs such as Sabrina the Teenage Bitch. Marks for good taste all round.