The Party - the pre-week and the night

What a party that was.

When: 12 Feb 2005, from 7pm onwards.
Where: Upstairs Room at the Retro Bar.
Who: Me and everyone invited.

Early in the week, my dear friend Ray of Light (we call her Luisa) came on a holiday which made my first week of a new job seem like a blessing. We had fun. And she brought a bit of her sunshine to London indeed.

We went to see the Readers Wifes in concert on Thursday, which was really good. An article on them will follow on my blog. For the time being, check their website for more information on them. The show had two songs with Justin Bond from Kiki And Herb, which made it even more interesting and definitely was a surplus to their show. Again, an article will follow on them later on.

Friday, Luisa and I went to Tate Modern for the Joseph Beuys exhibition, which was quite uninteresting, but hey, that's modern art for you - you can't enjoy everything.
As well on Friday after a night out at Popstarz with Mario and Pedro - another two friends from Lisbon who came to London for my birthday (yeah right) - I had to wait for two other friends from Barcelona, Jeni and Sergi. I love Jeni, she is such good fun. I'm so glad they could make it.

So, the party in my opinion, was a smash hit. Most of the people I invited turned up - Julie, Michelle and Jonny, Tom, Davide and Adam, Aidan, Gavin. Joe, Roberto and more friends, Chris, Sofia, Massive, Katia Pantera Negra, amongst others. The most missed was Susana, who was ill that day and unfortunately couldn't make it. But the room was packed with good friends. At least from 8.

I was there by myself from 7 until 7.45. At the bar drinking in a room with birthday decorations and balloons and food, just by myself and the barman. "I do have friends. They'll be here any minute now..."

4 hours later, very nice cards and presents, we head off to Shinky Shonky for a bit of shinky and a bit of shonky. Good fun, lots of dancing, Boogaloo Stu in da crazy muthafuckin' house.

It was great, apart from the fact that I had to get back to the club half an hour after I left. I had taken the wrong bag from the cloakroom and had taken someone else's presents home with me...