Jezza’s Blog

Went out for drinks and dinner on Friday night. Drinks was at F4. Whoever’s idea it was to have a bloody bar up four flights of stairs is a wanker. After a few bourbons, my reflexes weren’t as razor sharp as they normally are, and on the way down the stairs I missed one and ended up on my ass, in the process twisting my ankle. For the rest of the night I was hobbling around and everyone else was telling me to stop complaining.

We then walked through the rain to go to Lebanese House for dinner. To our surprise there was a belly dancer, and Dave was lucky enough to get all her attention as seen here ->

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