Taxi ride, early hours

As all such evenings begin, it wasn't meant to be a late one. But then the combination of good atmosphere and good friends carried me deeper into the night. And then there is the free flowing wine and animated conversation and more free flowing wine. We even entered the surreal Nick Cave bingo - where the caller sang (with much passion and fury) lines from Nick Cave songs, rhyming them with the numbers. We didn't win that, but I did manage to win a drawing competition, depicting in front of the whole pub, my interpretation of 'Murder Ballads' - which meant free Nick Cave CD's and free shots at the bar! So there I found myself, at 2a.m, slumped in the back of a cab with the meter clocking up to £30. Oh yes, and I got my camera out, just so I could remember it forever.