7pm The Mortimer - Media Business, vastly outnumbered, is greeted
by the entire Attic ad team in a roped-off VIP area of their local.
Impressive, but it gets much better.
8.30pm - We transfer to the trendy 10 Room and sashay past the
notoriously choosy door staff into the foyer, which has more crimson
velvet than a 1960s Odeon cinema.
9pm - Smashed wine glasses get us off to a bad start as the fussy staff
insist on hoovering up around us. But half an hour later we’ve settled
in. Julia Liew and Caroline Brooks are deep in conversation and Matt
Slade is caught doing his involuntary Bruce Forsyth impression.
10pm - Emma Theobald demonstrates her own party trick - fire eating a
flaming Sambuca. We gurgle Sambuca down our shirts in a desperate
attempt to emulate her, but Attic boss Caroline Connor shows the way to
Midnight - Louise Winstanley disappears to an alternative rendezvous -
apparently it’s with a young Chelsea footballer.
1.35am - Ian Keelaghan engages in a spot of Latin tonsil tennis - in the
interests of Anglo-Argentine relations, of course - and a couple of
Russian ladies are seen legging it from Jason MacInnes and James Dodd.
It’s definitely time to split.