Friday evening straight from work, grab a sandwich, then to Kick, a cafe bar with a late license in Shoreditch.
The place has a real South American feel to it, peeling paint, bright colours and football tables. These last give the bar their name. Real heavy ones too – battered aluminium goals, heavy frames, beaten-up players, and much replaced linoleum pitch surface.
When I arrived, I was faced with that phenomena known as “being the first to arrive at the bar”. While you’re occupied at the bar buying the first of many Happy Hour beers, it’s OK. But then what?
There’s no stools free at the bar, the first choice for the lone social drinker. It’s Friday 6pm – there are no tables free. So condemned I was to stand around, looking at the various posters on the wall (Incognito being supported by The Average White Band? WTF? Oh right – I get them mixed up with Great White. Or was it Big Black?)
Finally a sofa becomes free, so I nip over, and gladly sink in…
…up to my neck. I turns out to be one of those comedy sofas bars keep to entertain the regulars. My knees were round my ears, but I managed to scrawl this off before the others arrived.
What followed was a rather fun evening, revolving mainly around the fact that from 5-7pm, the beers are Â£1.50. We had 18 lined up on the table at one stage.
It’s just non-stop craziness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111