Sunday night was the most amazing Chinese dinner to at the New Mayflower restaurant Shaftesbury Avenue followed by drinks in Soho and a Rickshaw back to Oxford Circus. Now just to preface, I don’t see anything particularly romantic about sitting at eye level to someone’s butt as they pedal you around seedy Soho, but it definitely was a fun experience. I’ve never really understood the fascination with doing it, I suppose I always saw it as a bit cheesy and touristy, but flying down Oxford Street with a very annoyed bus driver behind you was definitely worth a tenner.