We're thirsty.

And frankly, we're sick of being told what to do all the time. Drink this. Eat that. Run here. Stretch there. Top up your Oyster. Be nice to your sister. Don't drive on the railway tracks. Blahblahblah.

If you are too, then here's an offer you might be interested in: Lovestruck Laissez Faire Drinks.

Every so often, we ghost-host drinks nights at a bar in London. Why ghost-hosting and laissez-faire, you ask? Because, mes petits chouchous, we won't make a big thing about being there. Or a small thing. We'll just... be. (It's terribly zen.) So, as we won't be rolling up, there's no entry fee, no RSVP, no nametags, no games, no rules, no banners, and no cringe.

Just the knowledge that a higher-than-average number of single people will be there on that particular night.

All you have to do is ask for a red straw or write an 'L' on the back of your drinking hand (entirely optional), turn up, drink, and enjoy the higher-than-average chance of some gorgeous Lovestrucker spotting your straw or 'L' and chatting you up. (Or chatting up someone with a straw or 'L', if you're feeling proactive.)

And the next one is just around the metaphorical time-corner:

So turn up. Bring a friend or five. They don't have to be a Lovestrucker. They don't even have to be single. Hell, they don't even have to be your friend. That's the beauty of this night, baby. It's all the fun.

Going solo? Or just fancy a meeting point? Well, look closely and you may well see a table reserved under the name 'Mr Struck'...

Here's a video of our most recent Laissez-Faire, held at Clerkenwell House on Thursday 19th August 2010:

Filming courtesy of Thomas Edward Freeman.