| Thursday, March 22, 2001 |
 | Yay! We have an Internet connection. This is a wonderful thing, if only because I can now find out what I e-mailed to people last night when I was drunk. And apologise.
Speaking of which, I'd like to pause to recommend the Bonnington Square Cafe, on the corner of Bonnington Square and Vauxhall, in aspirational but still rough as a bear's balls Vauxhall. Inexpensive vegetarian cuisine in somebody's living room, served by a charmingly insane staff.
No license, though, so bring your own booze. Which involves either (a) remembering that there is a corner shop right opposite the cafe, or (b) wandering the arches and byways of Vauxhall for half an hour, finding a trade wine shop which sells only cases (not untempting, but a bit cumbersome), then heading deep into darkest Lambeth muttering "Methodist fucking Vauxhall" until you find the one not burnt out shop that will sell alcohol, arriving late but fortunately not as late as the host.
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