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Film: The End of Oak Street

Yesterday, second Meetup in a run of three, second of two with The Hideout , the group was off to see The End of Oak Street , where Anne Hathaway and Ewan McGregor find themselves and their family transported to another dimension, at the Vue Leicester Square , meeting in Victory House beforehand as usual. I finished the last post in Bella Italia Cranbourn Street , eating a delicious dinner! (I also see I included many typos in my haste, apologies.) Made my way around the corner to Victory House afterwards, only to discover that their bar was closed! Well, I hung out with the few who'd come by that stage until the organiser messaged to say that, because of the bar closure, we were going to meet in the cinema bar instead. And so we made our way up there - and for once, the bar was staffed and I could get wine! It was a large group - we gathered in the central part of the bar, but the sofas were soon full, and people had to pull up chairs. We had a good chat before going in...
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Wine Social, Walk: History of Horror, & Film: Flesh for Frankenstein

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Right! As a keen drinker of wine, when I saw the London Wine Meetup , I figured this would be a thing to join - I'd never been to anything with them though until I decided to bite the bullet last Wednesday, and accompany them to Vagabond Carnaby . Booked to eat beforehand in El Pellotte , just across the road . I arrived a bit early - had never been here before. It's another of those buildings where the entire front wall folds away - it wasn't busy yet, and I took a table just inside where the wall would've been. With a view of Vagabond: Glasses come branded: I had a croqueta to start.. very moreish, with a gorgeous sauce, but rather overpriced, at £9 for two smallish croquetas. For main, I had the boneless fried chicken, with a side of fries. The wine, funnily enough, I wasn't mad about - for my second glass, I switched from Sauvignon Blanc to Chardonnay, which was a bit better. The food was nice (although I wasn't mad about the sour cream on my main) - but I h...
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Whitby Day #3, Play: The Right to Disappear, & Musical: A Very Divine Election

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Phew! By Sunday, the end was in sight.. not, I hasten to add, that I wanted it to come to an end, it's just we did so much.. I did have to wear earplugs again the night before, more for the noise in what was now a busier guesthouse than before, than for exterior noise. I packed and was on my way out, but the owner, who was having breakfast, had left the kitchen door open - presumably for this exact purpose - and nabbed me on my way out for a chat. So that was the end of meeting the others on time.. We were to meet at the museum , which we hadn't managed to see yet. Heading in that direction, I was delighted to come across the statue of a woman knitting a "gansey", which JW (uber-organiser and chief factotum) had also photographed on Friday - it's particularly interesting to me, as "geansaí", pronounced the same way, is the Irish for "jumper": I was delighted to see the museum had a cloakroom, which I made a beeline for with my case. The entry...
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