Ah, gotta love events – especially boozy PR ones that involve cheeky awards and random karaoke at the bar across the street.

Yes, I finally made it to the Flackenhacks (or as they were called this year in tribute to the late King of Pop – the Jackenhacks).  This is the third year for the awards. The first one was shortly after I started this blog and The World’s Leading gave me my first plug introducing me to the London PR scene. I was gutted I couldn’t go, and promised to go the second year’s, but that didn’t actually end up happening. I believe it was because I had just moved to London and my bank account was in dire straits.

I suppose that brings me to the cost this year… and meh – not so impressed.  Don’t get me wrong, I had a lovely time, but for £35 I ended up having two glasses of wine and a few nibbles. I can’t remember what time the bar actually ran out, but I think it was around 10, 10:30? The food was really tasty, but that too, was available for way too short  a time. The poor lady going around with the tray was nearly attacked everytime she came out of the kitchen.

The awards themselves, while funny enough, were completely impossible to hear since people talked through the whole thing.

Anyhoo, suffice to say I had a much better time when we retired to Murphy’s to sing American Pie and Total Eclipse of the Heart at a ridiculously loud level.

Oh, and also watching girls trying to rip off Tim Hoang‘s shirt while he took down Brendan Cooper was pretty funny too.