After having dinner with Sandra and Jules I ended up in Soho hitting a couple of bar/clubs with Jenny. It was her friend’s boyfriend’s birthday so she invited me along for a night out. I think she was hoping to get me hooked up with someone! Ha ha. We started at Green Carnation. Only about two years old its already become a hip hot venue. I found Jenny and crew upstairs where it felt pretty relaxed. I could see soft leather lounges everywhere and it actually felt a bit plush and posh. The music seemed pretty good as well and might I just say that there were quite a few nice looking young lads around us. Just a shame they were not available to the fairer sex! By the time I arrived at Green Carnation, however, the group were ready to move on to the next venue – Freedom Bar!

Upstairs Freedom Bar is a comfortable, if crowded, lounge bar but downstairs is where the action is at with the night club. The space downstairs is not particularly huge but I like the fact that the dancefloor was bordered by a set of padded bars where you could both put your drink and lean on to watch the action. The room is decorated with what seems like hundreds of disco balls and around the dancefloor some cushy couches.

What drew my attention, and actually everyone else’s attention, were the three stripper poles spread throughout. In addition to some adventurous patrons getting up on to the poles and flashing their stuff the club also has a dancer to show everyone how its really done. She was quite fit if not particularly pretty but the things she could do on the pole. Wow – I can’t imagine how many hours of practise or training she put in to be able to pull of some of her moves. Throughout the night she changed costumes a few times starting including disco girl and catwoman. Catwoman sure got everyone’s attention!

The other thing that got attention was apparently my cleavage. Considering the clientele at Freedom it’s the most action I’ve got in ages – I mean getting groped by three gay men. What’s that about? It was all in fun though and I couldn’t really take offence.

The music at Freedom was kind of a bit hit and miss. There were a few good hits played but for the most part it was surprisingly doosh doosh music. Or maybe not so surprising. Still we were pretty much out on the dancefloor for a few hours straight and not only was it stinking hot my feet were absolutely killing when I finally crawled into bed this morning …