Stringfellows, London

You may have seen this fella called Peter Stringfellow on the news from time to time. A shrinking violet of the like the world has not seen since Brigitte Bardot, he is difficult to catch. He runs a nightclub, you know! Its in "swinging" london's west end, and it SUCKS ! Oh - whoops - did I spoil the surprise ?! Some history first. Your honour, ladies and gentlemen of the jury...I was only there becuase my girl at the time had some friends from the countryside who thought it would be a great birthday wheeze to hire a limosine and boot it up to London for a night at a "Top" nightspot. When ... more

"I'm so pink and fluffy just look at my feathers and my friends" said the small army of young women trying to enter Stringfellows on a Saturday night. The Bouncers look them up and down and let them in. "I’m a pretentious git with loads of cash, have nifty on me Champaign for me and my mates" said the tasteless lads from east London. No problem sirs please come in. "I'm a bit part actor, this is my hanger-on friend, we know Quentin Qusip the famous Coronation Street actor, can we come in?" Of course says the bouncer, any friend of Quentin is a friend of mine. This type of conversation ... more

I think most guys would find this place a great place to relax. You walk into Stringfellows and you are greeted by the sight of two stages with three poles on them. You walk further into the club and you see men with ladies sitting on their laps and you wonder just how rich you have to be before the strict no touching rules exclude you. I'm female so I did actually command some attention going into a place like that. In fact, some guy thought I was a dancer. I don't want to come across as a defensive pervert but the main reason why I went into a strip joint was because I saw Robbie William's ... more