The bar was unusually packed for a
Monday night, I noted as I entered the trendy Putney restaurant. So many of the
capital’s new restaurants had expensive bars added on as an extra feature. I
enjoyed them. They were all full of good looking totty and I appreciated a bit
of scenery! I looked around the bar and couldn’t see Frank so I squeezed myself
into a gap between two groups of suitably pretty girls and waited to be served.
I listened to the different conversations going on around me. One on shopping
at Joseph in South Ken and the other, far more interesting, about boyfriends
and men trouble.
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