We went for a beer at Linpasse, who were offering a free beer if you made the effort of dressing up appropriately. Katy and Jennifer went all out, and were amply rewarded.
It was a night to remember, if only because of the lecherous old man who regaled us with stories of hand jobs on a Whitby beach when he was playing for the 2nd string Swiss football team in the mid-60s (I will never see béchamel or ties in the same light ever again). Then there was the reason why women cheat on their spouses (because they’re not being given enough foreplay, with many tangents on his many girlfriends and their preferences for knees, toes, asses, etc), how he was a doctor and knew a lot about female pleasure, and that Isis is evil because women should be screaming in pleasure and not pain. It was quite surreal.
