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The Argent Christmas Party

Published on December 20th 2004.


Saturday the 11th December

Wow, this went off with a bang. We were all invited to a no-holds barred sit down three course dinner, with more booze than you could shake a coven of PR girlies at. One Piccadilly, Argent’s flagship building was once again used to great effect. Rumours are that this is the last time it will be, as Gordo has heard a whisper that two major players are battling it out to take over the whole building.
Staff at Manchester Confidential arrived in full rig out as the theme was ‘1930’s Cotton Club’, Gordo not finding great difficulty in appearing as Al Capone and The Mullet looking the part of the Al’s shifty accountant, Henry ‘The Books’ O’Flaherty. Gordo was met by Helen from Meredith Thomas resplendent in red wig. Helen and The Mullett eventually shared a taxi home, as usual The Mullet having no money on him left the taxi at speed as it tootled through West Didsbury. Blimey, first out of the taxi, last to the bar again eh Andy?

Too many darlings to mention here, but they included Maureen from Meredith Thomas, Great powder blue number, Liz from Bubble (where was our invite BTW tricky? Gordo was looking forward to it..) and Nick the Sleep and his new girlfriend. Good company she is, welcome on the Manchester Confidential table any time. Shifty Adam Clyne from The Lab* brought his girlfriend. Now here is a star, Gordo would consider marriage if he thought there was a chance. Mind you, she would have to give up her job writing for Middle England, Mein Kampf, The Daily Mail. Eww.

Mr. Clyne sat with us through the second part of the quiz, and having seen our answers shot back to his table, which subsequently won it. Gordo was looking for a car boot and some lumps of concrete at the end of the evening. Sleeping with the fishes isn’t as bad as sleeping in your car, according to Manchester Magistrates Court, sentencing our editor to a six month driving ban for having a kip. Not quite as bad as shooting someone with a Tommy Gun, but bad enough to see Tim shoot down to London to avoid the embarrassment for a bit.

This was the best Christmas party so far, full marks to the fastidious and charming Angela Brown and her team producing a cracker of a do. Additionally, full marks must go to the cleaning lady who appeared to have discovered the benefits of sniffing the contents of her bottles of cleaning fluids and joined the guests on the dance floor, refusing to leave. Good Girl!

Gordo daren’t tell you about the performance trying to get into the bar later at The Radisson at two thirty in the morning, suffice to say that The Mullett wanted to shoot photographer Michael Spencer-Jones for abusing door staff. Sensibly, Rebecca Partridge dragged husband Dave ‘Game for Anything’ Partridge off at that stage. Steve Miles, Manager of The Radisson must have been a bit baffled to receive a garbled message on his mobile the following morning from a tired and emotional Gordo. Bet you’re glad you gave me that number, eh Steve? Welcome to Manchester..
Happy Trails
Gordo

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