So, after my night out last night, I was in two minds as to whether I should go out today, my ACTUAL birthday, for drinks at all. Then, this afternoon, I got a text from Richard asking if I was still going out and, if so where. I decided there and then that I WOULD go out again.
I met Richard at the Duke of Wellington at 18:00 and we went to Rupert Street immediately as that is where Terry was with some friends of his. His friends turned out to be a guy who lives 2 floors up from where I live and his mad, Australian, choreographer shag that he had just met. It was hours before we managed to get rid of them!
After a few hours at Rupert Street, during which time we were joined by Tim and later Niall, we went back to the Duke until it closed.
My ambition, to get it on with a muscular guy tonight (after my last two night out were successful in getting me laid) turned out to be not so successful, but I had a good night anyway.
All I have to do now is make sure my last few days off are not wasted, as my off days usually are. Wish me luck.
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