Front Room Fever

So I'm out of hibernation, but not yet quite ready for the flip-flops. To celebrate (and this might sound just a little strange) I rolled back the carpet in the front room, turned up the laptop and went one to one with Peta from the fabulous Swing Patrol, who is teaching me and the gorgeous one to Lindy Hop. We whirled for a whole hour, in fact I am now officially a TWIRLY GIRL.  They have classes all over the place and their workshops are not to be missed.

One front room is never enough.  Every Thursday night Arno Maasdorp chucks out his chinz, sofa and rugs to  create a candlelit, twinkling, eclectic dining-room which seats up to 16 (12 on my night) for a pop-up dining room, which he calls the Saltoun Supper Club. We ate four delicious  courses (set menu), including a pudding of heart-stopping chocolateness. Arno cooks in the tiny kitchen , serves, and chats (all at the same time) making the whole evening a total delight. Recommended price £30 a person, bring your own wine.  I can't wait to go again. www.eatwithyoureyes.net

Keeping with my front room theme, had the funniest night at Cousin Jills (not a relative, just a venue name) singing  my lungs out in the 'library' ( fake books,  patterned carpet and a butler) . Cousin Jills is a Karaoke club underneath a Korean restaurant in Mayfair, so you're off to a good start before you've even opened the door. The atmosphere is mad country house party. Book in advance, and just take the girls .  We LOVED it.