Covent Garden Hotel

dug dug Follow Jul 18, 2005 · 1 min read
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So I was trying to score some new Birkenstocks at lunchtime today and ended up eating a small Ceasar salad at the bar of the Covent Garden Hotel which seemed like the best way to avoid eating Another Bloody Sandwich.

Decided to wash the salad down with a rather tasty and very refreshing martini (gin, three olives).

And to complete the impromptu drift into another life, had a natter with none other than John Stoddart who was having a mineral water while waiting to meet a picture agency chap up the other end of the bar…

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Written by dug Follow
Hiya, life goes like this. Step 1: Get out of bed. Step 2: Make things better:-)