So as Alec and Heather can testify, if you come visit Cambridge you get one free dinner chez Dave...last night it was Flora's turn. After much food and wine and Bailey's (imported from Ireland) and other spirits, it was decided to go to a club. It was pretty fun, though the music wasn't as cheesy as I expected. It also helped that I had drunk enough so I wasn't self-conscious of my dancing. Anyway, at the end of the night a random guy with whom one of our party had been dancing asked her, "Would you like to come to my place for tea?" So that's what they call it over here...