As you all know Simply Nectar and What On Earth hit the streets of Shoreditch last week and I’m pleased to say that, despite the sore heads, we made it back to the office in one piece. All of us too; we didn’t lose any stragglers along the way – not even those who got off the bus at the wrong stop a few miles from home. Not mentioning any names of course. Actually, there was one member of staff who didn’t return to the office, but Friday was her last day and our night out was her leaving do so we can’t really blame her!
So how was our evening? Well, we had an absolute blast. We started our antics in Storybox, a funky new pop up pizza joint that is based just seconds from Brick Lane. It offers a fantastic menu full of different organic pizzas – and you know how much both What On Earth and us love organic pizzas! With wine, beer and lemonade waiting for us when we arrived, we knew we were in for a good time as well as a good feed. And that is exactly what we had. Marta even got to try flapjack for the first time and I’m pleased to report that she is now an a big fan of its oaty, syrupy goodness.
A number of pizzas, salads and desserts later we were all content and as full as can be. Even Rolf had a full stomach – funny that considering he didn’t get a meal because he was on a “diet”. He just ate everybody else’s food instead! He did do the washing up afterwards though so I think that was fair, albeit unexpected.
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From Storybox we dashed out into the Friday night rain (thinking it was November, not June) and moved our party on to Brick Lane. There we squeezed into a tightly packed bar and tried our hardest to raise our arms high enough to enjoy our drinks. We eventually had to opt for straws to make it that bit easier! Once the glasses were successfully drained we moved to somewhere a lot less busy, much to the disappointment of Rolf who seemed to have made friends with another group of people. Charming! We opted for somewhere in which we had space to move and could actually hear each other speak, and that quiet somewhere was in Spitalfields Market. In fact we were pretty much the only people in there so we had as much space and quietness as we wanted.
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The night went on and the drinks kept flowing, along with Rolf’s stories. As the clock struck midnight we could see that the bar in question was eager to get rid of our ugly mugs so eventually we trundled off to seek homeward bound transport. We all piled into various night buses, sitting tight for the journey home, and although it seemed to take forever to get back we were kept amused by the sights that surrounded us. In that lot, perhaps our mugs weren’t so ugly after all! I’ll let you make up your mind on that one.
The only thing left to say in this story is that we all got to our homes in one piece, fell into a deep sleep and lived happily ever after...or so we hope :-)
Simply Fun.
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