fblog•me

Tonight was bonfire night, so we met up with everyone and headed on the hunt for fireworks. We started off up in Wilesden, where our path to the park was blocked off by the police, who said there had been a stabbing.

Feeling freaked out, we escaped to the safety of Notting Hill and found a bonfire near Ladbroke Grove.

There was a really good firework display which lastest for ages and every time we cheered, thinking it was over, there was another massive encore.

We then met up with Ben and Dave in the slowest and cheapest cocktail bar in town (£2.50 for a drink with a half hour wait).

We then headed to Goldhawk Road to meet Claire in a much nicer pub, where there was a ska band. Ben brought sparklers, so we had our own little fireworks display outside, which led to burning my lip (there’s always one and it’s usually me!).

Ben and Dave invited us back to their amazing flat in Chiswick. They live above one of Marco Pierre White’s restaurants, which has real grapes growing from the terraces – they tasted quite weird.

Dave let us try his special recipe falafels and Ben made us amazing cocktails all night, including French Martinis, Bob Marley shots and Chocolate Martinis. They were the best hosts ever!