Saturday, 29 April 2000
Cold on the heels of E2K, which took place fully three months previously, came the London Men's Self-Help Pub Crawl Group's second excursion. Loop 2000: six journeymen on a crazy, jazz-fuelled headtrip; a descent into the innermost secrets of the Northern Line; a one-way trip to Kennington and back. This was L2K, a pub crawl like no other. (Apart from that Circle Line one those students from Loughborough did.)

I don't know why you're here, or where you've come from – and I don't care – but read on: come with us on a special journey. Because L2K is a metaphor for the circle of life itself: a voyage into darkness from ashes to ashes, Euston to Euston, and along the way getting drunk, falling over repeatedly and generally arguing with people a lot.

Now: use the links on the left to work your way through the preparatory reading, and then click on "Start the crawl!" to follow our gradual descent, pint by pint, into disorder.