The Loop Guide to Clubbing, Drinking, plus West Essex and East London living.

I am sure you will agree that this summer was probably the worst one we’ve had for a long time but although the weather has been grey, cold and miserable I have actually had quite a good few months. First there was Thailand detox (see EAC 22) which comes highly recommended. Then there was my Birthday which was the week after the detox and which saw me being carried out of Little Italy drunk as a skunk… oh the shame! I kept blaming it on ‘drinking so soon after a detox’ and Ellie said she would had agreed had it not been for the 2 Tequilas, Grappa & flaming Lamborghini (its my cousins own recipe) and lets not forget the 8 bottles of champagne! So there is a lesson learned there, don’t drink after a detox or do drink but not everything in sight and not anything your crazy Italian cousin decides to make up on the spot! Little Italy is such a great place though I love it there, the fact that you can eat and then go downstairs and party is genius. The food, atmosphere and service is excellent so one doesn’t take the shine off the other if you know what I mean. I like going to West End and its nice to go to a place where you can stay all night instead of going from bar to bar then ending up in a club full of tourists. It always seems that half way through a not very productive night someone decides ‘warehouse’ which you agree to and once there you pretend to everyone you’ve had a great night at the West End… ermm no you didn’t because you’ve ended up in Warehouse ha ha!

So apart from a great B’day and holiday I am now the proud renter of the smallest flat in Essex, ok its small but small has its advantages. Firstly its all mine (well for 6 months anyway), secondly its cheap so I get to live there on my own, thirdly it takes 15 mins to clean and lastly I go out in the morning and when I come home the flat is exactly how I left it. I have my little dog there Ollie so I am not completely ‘on my own’ but you get the idea and for those of you who have never tried living alone I would highly recommend it. My friend Sophie has lived on her own for nearly 12 years and she was the one that really pushed me into doing it, we went to see the flat and I was sort of making excuses I was making the choice to move from the biggest Georgian flat ever to a tiny studio. I couldn’t vision it but with Sophie’s help and expertise the flat looks lovely, girly and homely and I love it! The first few nights were a bit lonely and it took me ages to get to sleep but now its great and I am totally relaxed. Thank you little wenchy for making my flat my home and thank you wenchy no.2 for bringing round one of your steel colonic tools that we used as a hammer!
There’s something to be said for being totally comfortable being on your own, I never really grasped the concept before. I was one of these people that always ‘needed’ someone and would only feel at peace if I had a boyfriend. Now from facing up to it, being single is brilliant! You get to look for people you want in your life not one’s you need because if you do that then you end settling. I think that’s why people put up with so much from boyfriends and girlfriends; they would rather have a little bit of what they need than nothing at all so they settle. Take it from me unless you break the chain you will always be miserable. So unless you like being miserable and trust me some people do (and I am sure they are almost always working the bakers) then you need to work on yourself a bit, just get yourself to a point where you are completely happy on your own, its not easy but its worth it. Failing that have more than one boyfriend/ girlfriend one for each day of the week and you will never be alone but you may be labelled!
The girls and I have decided to have one of our famous Halloween parties again this year and although slightly premature I feel it necessary to organise these things well in advance. Sophie and I have also arranged our 30th for next year, yes the big ‘30’ we are having a joint one at Woolston Manor and then the week after we are off to LA – Hollywood baby! Can you imagine Essex in the Hills, more like the hills have eyes by the time we get there ha ha! On that note I am going to love you and leave you but not for long but I will leave you with a little joke

My Rules

Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules:

“I’ll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want-and I don’t expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on the table unless I tell you that I won’t be home for dinner. I’ll go hunting, fishing, boozing and card-playing when I want with my old buddies and don’t you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?”

His new bride said, “No, that’s fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o’clock every night… whether you’re here or not.”

Love it!