Who would have thought that a nice post-birthday supper for 6 at Daddy Bao's in Tooting would end up as a bit of a large one?? Not me, until my very bad friends – Nicky & Jules, Soph & Jane and Vicki – lead me totally astray..
OK, so maybe the fact that there was some dress-up stuff in there for Halloween, and the fact that the little lychee cocktails were more potent than you might expect, or the fact that the little bar buns don't actually soak much up, were a bit of a clue. The photos certainly went south too…!
I suspect it all went properly awry when we then headed onto Tequila Mockingbird (still one of my favourite stupid cocktail bar names) and polished off some more liquid there till rather late… I seem to remember something vaguely pink with candyfloss or marshmallow, or something… Urgh.
Suffice to say, I was not leaping out of bed on Friday morning when we were due to head off in sprightly fashion for the birthday weekend away. Thank god for the leftover half a potato that I fried up in desperation before we got in the car. Without that bit of carb lining my sad stomach, who knows what might have happened.
Cheers all for a good birthday bash and a very nice silver necklace to boot x