This would have been the day where we (as in the office 'we') went out for a drink and a curry (and then some more drinks). We started off at Mook, but went on to Akbar's fairly soon after arriving. The purpose of this evening was as a kind of 'farewell Graeme' thing (the manager of the team, my manager's manager). Perhaps one day I'll get around to reviewing Akbar's, as it was quite an experience. I've never seen such large nan (naan?!) breads, measuring, as they did, approximately 2 foot by 1 foot, like some freaky elephant's ear. Hmmmm, yes. But, for the time being, let me summarise. After Akbar's, we made our way to The Lounge, where Rav's sister Jasmine would have joined the 'throng'. Next stop was Revolution, but I couldn't really stand this place. The music was just loud enough to allow communication, but only if you shouted. I recall Jasmine, spotting the glass of lemonade and ice, asking me, "You drinking water then?" but it was impossible to continue or start a conversation under these circumstances. I even stood outside for a while (ahhhhh, peace), but went back in when I realised I was on my own and my glass was now empty. This was my last pub (or 'bar', if you will). I left shortly after Rav and Jasmine, and was offered a lift back to the office, where my bike was awaiting me.