We were on our way to the restaurant through the packed streets of Soho.
Brewer Street rammed with its mix of clubbers waiting in straggly lines, drinkers spilling across the pavement from the numerous pubs and cafes mixing with high density foot traffic,
We detoured away from the crowds onto a quieter street, just a road back from the main drag. A few taxis and rickshaws drifted through the area, famously overcrowded with its sightseeing pedestrians.
We'd left enough time, our table wasn't until 10:30pm, we could arrive as creatures of the night.
3 comments:
A busy busy place--no matter the time, yes?
I love your phrase--"Creatures Of The Night"....dinner at 10:30pm...Sounds PERFECT!
Used to be my stamping ground. My agent was in Cambridge Circus.
Naomi Creatures of the night might be considered a bit Rocky Horror...
Pat It's still bustles late at night. And still has its share of agents, film folk and nowadays 'media types'.
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