I KNOW WHEN TO GO OUT
I know when to stay in. Get things done.
This thing eventually got done. These guys were always out, even if they were in. For over a decade they plotted up against my cocktail bar in a permanent state of readiness for fun and capers. I put them out onto the mean streets of Lower Clapton and they lasted less than 8 minutes. Hope their new life on Green Cricketfield Street suits them well. As tribute to many louche-lounge moments please take it away Miles..
Stubbs is out in The Metropolis.