So the three of us (Qwerty was up for a rave - brave man!) hit the town again and listened to some live music, before finally leaving town some time after 3am. I was pleased to see Qwerty the next day, as we'd left him to find a taxi with two complete strangers.
I was a little worried, but they turned out to be nice lads (no not "nice lads" gay!) although that would tie-in with my cross dressing! Actually one of them was a Gordie (Ian) and Richard from Nottingham (I think) who looked like he could have been Pleasuredomes brother.
Qwerty - Who's looking for his next dooby!