Yang Sing Oriental Hotel opens

As always, at the opening of a Chinese establishment, we had a lion that arrived to a lot of banging at eight minutes past eight. If you don’t know the significance of the number eight to the Chinese community then you aren’t paying attention to the ads on the telly.

There ended the usual Chinese stuff, as we were welcomed to the official opening, having got through the clipboard mafia on a yellow carpet (anyone know the significance of that?) with gallons of champagne. Gordo stuck to very cold Tiger beer.

Manchester’s very own Burt Lancaster, Olympic swimmer, James Hickman was hosting and showing people round the bedrooms, something he’s good at. Sarah Gormley was looking good in a Chinese dress, whilst Gordo’s pal, Byron from Channel Erm, was looking dapper as always. His missus, Sian, mind you, was looking better than the boy with a new blond hairdo.

Gordo’s pal from the world of weirdness which was Madchester, Peter Hook was in evidence, looking far too pleased with himself. Meanwhile Diane Bourne, who isn’t speaking to Gordo ‘cos he was pulling her leg about fancying him, was looking the part too.

Gerry Yeung, and his wife, were acting as hosts for the evening. Gerry clearly has a painting in the attic. The same age as Gordo, he looks about twenty years younger.

The Yang Sing Oriental is a boutique hotel and very swish. It sits next to the Yang Sing restaurant on the corner of Princess Street and Portland Street. The basement bar is light and airy, it doesn’t have the feeling of a basement at all, very swish with food designed as it happens by Robert ‘Killer’ Kisby, back from the darkest part of deep Cheshire. The canapés were great. So was Bella, the burlesque lady who was there in mufti.

See you all in the bar, Friday night.

Let’s have a quick Gordo competition; why did Gordo link Burt Lancaster and James Hicknall together? First out of the hat gets a £100 tab in the Yang Sing on Gordo. Email gordo@manchesterconfidential.com

Happy Trails

Gordo