So after meeting my friends at a bar just around the corner from Gardening Club and being loudly introduced as Crazy Joe. Nice one guys, made me sound like I had escaped for the weekend or that I was an angry person. Instead I am out to celebrate gardening and hopefully get some tips on how to make the garden better hmm.
Okaaay, so something tells me I got the wrong end of the stick about this whole Gardening Club malarkey as after getting inside there were no plants what-so-ever. Oh well I suppose I will just have to water myself with some alcoholic beverages and dance as that always is eventful. Made my way across the dance floor and proceeded to yell for people to move down like being on a crowded train. Then we queued in what I can only gather is the smallest bar in London. I mean a picnic table would have been better but they managed to fit four people behind there so just decided to wait patiently.
Okay waiting patiently only lasted a short while as I got bored being wedged in so I collected several straws and tried to reach someones drink. This didn't please one of the bar workers and he called for back up. The guy arrived to tell me that I had been a naughty boy and I humbly apologised and learnt my lesson...
The tunes there weren't too bad and we quickly got into the flow, although movement was restricted that didn't stop us. And although the stage looked mightily appealing having been warned about self control I gave it a wide berth. It was soo hot though and it's no wonder there were no plants here as I can't think of anything that would relish this weather. We danced though and we had a laugh, there were so many camera opportunities that I felt like I was in a washing machine or a tumble dryer to be fair on the hottest setting haha...
Oh well with piles of clothes on the floor where people were melting and the real reason for leaving early being the girls having work tomorrow and hunger striking. We slipped, earlier than expected but it wasn't really vibing there and through the heat I was seeing mirages and could have sworn I saw a rat make a peace sign at me and Ronaldinho give me a wink. I needed some sleep, and did so on the journey home as crashed out in the car after eating a delightful KFC. Still can't stop thinking about those rats, think they may be reading this. Communication over....
