For those chicks still wondering what to do with their Friday night, here’s an evening that I’ve been recommended by some groovy girls that I know. Purrr is a new monthly play club for women taking place tomorrow night at The Fortress, 87 Fortress Road, Kentish Town, London, NW5. I must admit I’m not a great expert on lesbian events but I’ve been told by those that are that Purrr is glamorous and sexy fun.

According to their website (www.purrr.co.uk):

Purrr was created for women who do SM play with other women. Purrr is unique in that we offer the only regular late night women’s monthly play club. Where you can learn, share and explore with other women your interest in BDSM sexuality, based on a consensual exchange of power between partners. It’s a safe, relaxed and friendly atmosphere intended to encourage an attitude free fetish environment.

Purrr welcomes newbies and experienced players alike or indeed women who just want to watch or socialise. There is no pressure on anyone to do anything, so it’s an ideal event to just come and see what’s happening without having to take part. However, if you wish to learn new skills or try something new then there are experienced Dommes available to answer your questions and help you.

The theme tomorrow is Medical Fetish. I’ve just got my nurse’s uniform in the post and am raring to go!

And I know you’re thinking that I’m having another mid-life crisis, but, honestly, it’s my brother-in-law’s fault. He’s invited me to go with him and his friends, and the Belarusian is his girl.

“Torture Garden” bills itself as the world’s largest Fetish Club. It happens once a month at different venues around London, and I would highly recommend it. This is me in just about the tamest fetish gear my Belarusian friend could find in her black-infested closet. But, it doesn’t really matter what you wear because you will NOT be the best dressed there unless you are a true artist.

It’s funny…I’ve been to so many clubs in London, and there is always this problem with attitude. Standing in the middle of a crowd dressed in gimp gear, leather bikinis, rubber and tutus, everybody is so polite and lovely. It’s as if they are all wearing their aggression on the outside, so they don’t have to project any of it toward you. Nice, nice people totally aware and comfortable with their inner desires and demons. Would that they were running the world.

Check it out! I command you.

I feel it’s my responsibility as the erotic authoress to convey a bit of the ‘darker’ side of London life for those who think we’re just all about Beefeaters and overpriced public transport and street markets. Today I received in the post my fetish guide to London and so I was reminded of all the wild and wonderful places in the city there are to go if you’re into the kinky and alternative. From the cavernous Chariots Sauna , the biggest gay pick-up joint near Old Street to the delightful Starkers, the UK’s only nude disco, there really is something in this town to suit all fantasies and persuasions. It’s part of the reason why I love living here so much. It’s pretty much the norm in London to be a little bit on the kinky side.
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It’s cheap, it’s cheerful and it’s damn fun. This gets my vote for the best night out in London.

A friend was passing through town and we decided to meet up in Gabriel’s wharf and have some dinner as it was another fine summer evening. Gabriel’s Wharf is great place to sit outdoors when the weather is good and have a drink and or something to eat.

After that we, went to the White Hart on Cornwall Road near Waterloo for a few drinks. They have a good selection of some interesting beers on tap like Fruli a Belgian fruit beer. My friend was quite pleased that they had some quality German beers; if only I could remember the name of what he was drinking; it began with a K.

I was wondering if anything was going on by the National Theatre. This time of year, there are usually out door performances. And I was not wrong, around 10:30 PM we just caught the beginning of Addcitive.tv doing a live VJ set on the roof of the NT. The funny thing was it took us few minutes going up and down stairs trying to get up to the balcony; it was like a maze; we weren’t the only people trying to get to the performance. Eventually, we did get there. Addictive were using a pretty big projector on top of a tower to display the video on the “flytower”.

Addictive did an hour and a half set featuring clips like a video mash-up of Blondie and the Doors; there was even a segment with Laurel and Hardy set to some massive beats. You can see some of these clips on the Addictive.tv web-site.

After the show, we then went and chilled out in the Late Lounge.

There is more stuff to come for the next few months at the National Theatre as part of the Watch This Space season.

Planning a girls night out in London? Worried about safety? Here follows some sensible advice and some offending (in my view) ones. And guess where the not so sensible ones comes from.
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I’ve only been bowling once in my life. It was a company party in small-town Japan, and everybody kicked my ass. I got a prize for having the worst score out of the lot. So, when PJ suggested we check out bowling, I was wary. The best thing to do in these situations is to down a coupla brewskies and bring along friends for moral support. I must say that I had a good time. We went to Hollywood Bowl in Finchley (there are several in the UK). Not only is there bowling, but there are video games, food and alcohol. And, for those of you with rug rats, it’s kid friendly. One go is £4.80 per adult including shoes and balls.

To be honest, I’d normally rather eat my own spleen (a la St. John) than recommend an evening at the Ministry of Sound, but I’m a reluctant fan of the Hed Kandi label (I blame their really infectious art direction), and if they say they’re doing a party properly…

Standard three rooms, infinite DJ’s, girls in fluffy boas, megaclub silliness. But, this time (at least), put together by a good label, and over a weekend where most of your friends will be back home in Oxfordshire anyway…
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So while I was in London I did a lot. So much that it would bore residents to tears so I?ll stick with music related events I attended during my stay.

The first was at Luminaire last Friday to see The Rocks. Luminaire is a great little spot with a terrific vibe — with incredibly friendly and helpful bartenders — and the club was hosting the Art Brut Battle of the Franchises Vol. I. I?m going to guess that every other band on the bill besides The Rocks were either musical jokes or combos that have only been around an incredibly short time with nary a moment to actually practice. I?m not saying it wasn?t great fun to watch the train-wreck after train-wreck occurring on stage because it was. I just want to make sure you have a grasp on the level of talent on display.

However I was there to see The Rocks. I had never heard of the band before and was going on Time Out?s description of the group being similar to The Pixies mixed with Blondie.

The people at Time Out really have no grasp of how to execute a half-way informed piece rock crit lit, do they? The Rocks sound absolutely nothing like either of those two bands.

However The Rocks dosound almost exactly like The Strokes who sound and awful lot like Television who were spawned by The Heartbreakers, which is doubly funny since the guitarist for The Rocks was wearing a Heartbreakers T-shirt.

I think my head just exploded.

So that was last Friday. Tomorrow I?ll fill you in on last week?s Saturday night dance fest!

Watching the sun set on the Thames and then shaking your groove thing all night long: now that is going to be one of those all time great summer evenings.

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