Bett on it
27 07 2006Just before going to bed on Sunday, Dave informed us that he was going to be in Camden for one night only, since there was a Scottish Bands night at the Camden Underworld. Since we’ve been speaking to Dave online for like 7 years, but haven’t ever needed to go to Paisley, it seemed like the ideal time to go meet him.
I left work a few minutes early and went to meet Josh, Sam and Lorna at Gosh comics, which I discovered is far, far closer to where I work than I previously thought. And they have all three volumes of Scott Pilgrim. And the first one is signed. That’ll teach me to go buying shit off Amazon without checking ALL the local comic shops.
Josh and I then went up to Camden to meet Dave. When we got to the Underworld, I gave him a ring and he came out to meet us, resplendent in all his Dave-ish glory. That is to say, instantly recognisable. Much like the first time we met Tom, there was an odd sensation at the point you feel the internet connect with reality. We spent the next few hours in the World’s End, everyone’s favourite trendy Camden pub that serves trendy Camden cider, while Dave and his friend related to us how their coach driver managed to get lost on the way to the border.
Around 8:00, they had to go to the gig, so we bid our goodbyes and went to meet Sam and Lorna in Leicester Square, then looked for food. We tried to go to TGI Fridays, but there was an hour wait, so we went to Harry Ramsdens instead, where our bumbling waiter managed to fail to bring us half of our meal either because they’d run out or because he forgot. Still, at least he was pretty upbeat about correcting his mistakes. After that, we got dessert from the Baskin-Robbins in Leicester Square, because their mint choc chip is brilliant.
I should be back in Nodnol in some sort of October fashion, you shall direct me to this “Nandos” you rant and rave about so often. Food must be consumed!
Also, despite hearing Josh’s voice before, I must say, they similarity of his voice to James May of Top Gear fame is surprising and striking.
Dave: you appear not to have taken my advice on the camden scene, where are the mushrooms in this story?
Not one person offered to sell me drugs, no matter how much I tried to look like I would be outraged if offered. I just stopped short of saying, “oi, hippy, where do I get the mushrooms at?”. Next time!
July 29th, 2006 at 12:01:50 am (001)
Si: It’s true, he did tell us that he had not been offered drugs, since I maintain it’s aprt of the authentic Camden experience, and he also told us he was looking for shrooms and couldn’t find any. I don’t think Monday afternoon is the best time to look for drugs, perhaps.