London loves to dance

Sat took the bus in the snow from Waterloo to Camden Town. The snowy scene at local Birkbeck was reminiscent of Russia when i used to travel in Aeroflot. We started off at the Camden Head; funky place, vinyl and i started off with an orange juice. I played pool, did okay; i attack with every shot as i do with life. We saw Birmingham v Man U. Teams aren't scared of Man U anymore. Fletcher had a big mouth yesterday and was duly sent off. A punter in the gents rested his pint in the urinal next to him hmm. My phone had gone flat but a guy with a laptop charged it for me; you have to ask.

Opposite the Head is the Blues Kitchen where i had a coke float. next was Dublin Castle; 'colourful' language as we apparently took others seats..never dull in Camden.

Onto a birthday in Angel; nice pad, i took a Riesling there. I liked listening to Snow's Informer. The Chilli Peppers have a song Snow..see what i'm getting at?.. We went to the local boozer; London loves to dance, everyone there dancing to House of Pain. Club mood so went to East Village, Hoxton. Superlative dance music; it's the 'small club with big ideas'. The birthday group was plenty lively. Music went on till just after 3.30am. On the way back we did Derek Zoolander poses and snow angels. I was out 4.45pm to 4.45am in supposed off season. Wasn't much snow in town.

So today was snoozy, hermit style. Saw Selby's demolition job on Ding in the Masters snooker and Sinitta ripping her partner's trousers in Dancing on Ice. The has been, Cowell's friend. Sharron Davies needs some oomph. Ladswise come on Davs, and Gary Lucy from the Bill. Harry Hill's TV Burps makes me laugh so much; when the dog was attacking him.