16/11/18: You know what, we really bloody love some George Michael. Our stonking night at the Eagle really reminded us how much we love him. He has those bops that make you want to jump on a table and show the boys what they’re missing out on. When Freedom finally started blasting we lost it, like a teenager at the front row of a One Direction concert when Harry starts swishing his hair. If you were within arms-reach we’d like to take this opportunity to publically apologise. You were either dragged in to bump and grind with us, or were elbowed in the face… considering how we dance you’d have been luckier getting the elbow in the face.
Eagle London, 239 Kennington Lane, SE11 5QA
Photos by [HAWT!] Photography
