Bear with a sore head...

Although TB is having trouble focusing today and wondering why nobody has invented intravenous Diet Coke, the pain was worth it. TB had a cracking time at The Spectator party last night and then partied the night away with Sister Bear. Productivity hasn't exactly been high today.

It was great to finally meet lots of faces TB has been in contact with over the last year or so, as well as catch up with various heroes. Won't bore you all with all the details but there were some definite highlights:

The offer to Iain Martin of the chance to take the

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style Telegraph-to-blogosphere route with the co-editorship of this blog was sadly rejected.

Mark Clarke got away with turning up in a t-shirt purely for it's greatness - Che style with "Freedom for Tooting" on it.

TB was well chuffed to have a chat with long time tabloid hero slash worldwide celebrity Piers Morgan who wouldn't deny he had considered returning to the fold by editing The Sun. Can't see it happening though, sadly. Also had some great banter with James Delingpole, who yes, TB can confirm, really is that sound.

The Stanley and Boris Johnson double act was as hilarious as ever, though sadly the whole party was curtailed by some fierce looking bouncers at a very early hour!

Watching Guido chatting away with Michael White was also particularly amusing given their extremely strong words thrown at each other over at

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just that afternoon. Talking of White, a fellow party goer was most impressed by the fact TB could, quote "piss and text at the same time". A voice, that sounded remarkably similar to dear old Sir Michael's, piped up from the cubical "I can't do either..."

Will be taking it easy this weekend.