MASSIVE BANK HOLIDAY WEEKEND #3 - CUBA LIBRE

After returning from Richmond Park, Kate & I welcome the darling Meggean and Kel over.

Four girls fashioning themselves up for a night out is seriously unhealthy for a tidy room, in one hour, my tidy loft has been turned into a clothes bomb site! Shortly we are joined by George, who upon entering the room and seeing four stunning but slightly mad girls getting ready, tries to bail and offers to wait in the kitchen downstairs. We protest and hand him a glass of vodka to calm his nerves.

Our first stop for the evening is Cuba Libre in Angel Islington for jugs of Mojitos!!! Its more a bar/restaurant rather than somewhere to dance, but when you look fabulous and infectious beats mix with rum, well, like they say - its hard to keep a good girl down (or four!)

Meanwhile, George is bemusedly watching from the sidelines, and I am a little worried that I may have thrown him in at the deep end by inviting him to a trial by fire girls night out!

Well, the lovely George can hold his own, we are all about to find out, as he proceeds to offer to dance with me, and OH MY GOD - can this boy dance! I'm being dipped and whirled and whizzed, the assembled crowd are watching us and I feel like the sexiest girl in London town.

While I sit back and sip mojitos and wonder at my luck of having a boy that can actually salsa, George proceeds to whip and whizz the other girls all over the dancefloor. Needless to say, the girls all approve of George! I am still in shock - how naughty of him not to mention he can dance!

Mind you - he did drop me on the floor at one stage, and poor Meggean caught an elbow in the face from a by stander, but we girls will forgive anything from a boy that actually likes to dance!