Lola's 35th

Juicelog Sat 110206: 3B picked me up in his flashy beemer. We drove to Brixton listening to banging techno very loudly. Was surprised we didn't get stopped by the cops.

Lola greeted us at her door in her 35^th birthday outfit. Her black dress was complemented with a pair of colourful 60’s retro looking boots. She also took the liberty of showing me and 3B how much alcohol she had consumed by lifting up her dress to show us her knickerless bum. Party consisted of a lot of people we had met at her housewarming party. Her downstairs neighbours turned out to be Torture Garden attendees and were going tonight. The flat downstairs had this amazing secret mirror door that led into their en suite bathroom.

As soon as Lola had passed out we merrily made our way down to Queer Nation. The club looked like it was struggling with numbers but this made it more enjoyable for us to navigate about.

Only three of carried the disco flame by continuing on at Beyonce. Didn’t realise the power of Madonna until I heard all the clubbers drowning out the music by singing along to Sorry. Have seriously under estimated her popularity amongst the gaylords.