Meeting T K Maxx / Bob Marvin’s Bidet

Juicelog Thurs 011107: Nottingham sent one of their finest knights (T K Maxx) in silicon armour on a secret mission tonight. Under the guise of a date, I went along to find out as much as could about him. Disguised in normal casual civilian clothing I hooked up with him at Trafalgar Square, before proceeding to Café Espana for dinner and some under the table knee bashing.

Our getting to know each other session was briefly suspended when we joined the boys for Bob Marvin’s bidet drinks. Not expecting the Lady (Clitty) and the Tramp (Dettol), we were forced into playing a game of musical chairs. For once, our nostril damage was not self inflicted.