Cocktails at Turtle Bay Crawley

Sometimes I think it would be awesome if I worked with my friends.  My friends make me happy and if I'm happy I'd be mega productive right?  Then I'd concluded how quickly my friends would dislike me once they realise how disorganised yet bossy I was.  Thankfully, it's only my colleagues who have to deal with that and I must be OK as a few of us went for dinner at the  Turtle Bay.

Cocktails at Ben's Canteen Clapham

Clapham has suddenly crept into my life with some speed over the last year.  Races (10k and 15k *smug*), boot camp classes (short lived because I couldn't deal with the wimpy girls who didn't want to do push ups in the mud...the zumba class is down the road love), dates (let's not discuss those) and raves (my first festival and I choose SW4 - start how I mean to go on) to name a few reasons for my trips to Clapham.  And now off to Ben's Canteen for food because my brother had a requirement of "somewhere good for burgers" (or is it Battersea...I'm not au fait with the regional rules yet).

Dirty Blonde Brighton Cocktail Bar Review

I'm a bridesmaid to my lovely friend and it is an honour to be asked to help towards probably one of the most happiest days of her life.  However, I think I took it a little too seriously with regards to the hen do and did become a pretty scary hen, sending demanding emails...and sending follow up demanding emails.  I'm quite surprised I didn't turn up with a whistle and stop watch monitoring and timing the fun-having.  On a serious note, the hen do appeared to have went well which included going to Dirty Blonde for a quick cocktail after dinner.

Cocktails at the Artisan Manchester

Wedding season beginneth and what precedes that is the hen party.  Whilst boys seem hell bent to make sure their stag have the worst, miserable time of their life, for girls it is about making sure the bride is happy.  This particular one was a very classy affair in Manchester with a spa day, followed by dinner and drinks at the Artisan.  (although I won't dwell the fact 90% of the hens turned up to their spa treatment late because of traffic exacerbated by the insane rain, the apartment we were staying at being a crime scene and the bride being late for her own hen dinner...).  Manchester is clearly hen metropolis; I spotted 5 parties whilst waiting at Manchester station - all distinctly varying in class.

Cocktails at the Grand Hotel Rimini Italy

2 years ago, I read an article in the Metro about an event called "La Notte Rosa" (the pink night) that took place the first Friday in July every year in Italy in a town called Rimini.  Key words from the article included "paint the town pink" and "the party goes on until 6am".  Enough said, I will see you there!...except this was actually the first year I was free to make it.  So with my suitcase rammed with every pink item I owned (even I surprised myself with how much I had) I was only my way.