Loaded

My favourite moment so far was the during the Welcome Party at Jimmy'z (not a cost effective place to get pissed, incidentally).

Johnny Lodden (yummeeeeeeeee!) lifted me up on to the bar and, as I wrapped my legs round his waist, a three-foot tall bouncer came rushing over. I carefully explained to him that it was ALL FINE, Johnny was with me, and there was really no need to eject him. The bouncer raised his eyebrows which is Monaguesque for: "Actually I came over to evict you." I got my coat.

Picture credit: Neil Stoddart