‘Dark, sweaty and loud; I would give anything to trade lockdown for a nightclub’

If we travel back to the days BC (before coronavirus), the prospect of me choosing a night out over a night in was laughable. After a long week of work and mid-week dinners with friends, the last thing I would choose to do was hit the streets of London over an unbroken nine-hour sleep. I was, for want of a better phrase, a boring square. Read more.