Ed's top tube
With Quoc in town, (and three people present wearing his new shoes), we decided for food instead of cinema and headed to the Chippy on Poland Street. Everyones budget meant we all plummeted for Coley, which I had never heard of before. It was superb and even better wedged between chips & mushy peas and washed down with London Pride.
We then headed to the nearest, quietest square in Soho, where we could piss about on our bikes and drink a beer or two. Which we did to much enjoyment.
A local and his honorary 'display'
Trackstand Twister
Lorenzo lights up the night
And then it was all over.
No comments:
Post a Comment