Tea, torture and terror on the Thames

Tea, torture and terror on the Thames
May 27, 2016

You never say “no” to an invitation from your boss to afternoon tea by the Thames on a Monday afternoon.  However, I should have known better – things rarely pan out as you might hope in these situations.

Everything seemed normal as we left our office on the south bank of the river and wandered up to the old County Hall that now houses some amazing event spaces. Things seemed even better as we mounted the stunning glass staircase and were welcomed by a very pleasant lady at the desk. She asked us which attractions we would like to visit.

View Of The River

“How about the London Eye?” she enquired. “Nice,” I thought to myself.  “But the weather is not great. Views will be a bit restricted.”

“Then, how about the aquarium?” asked the nice lady when she saw us hesitate. “Perfect,” I thought to myself.  But before I could speak, my manager had transformed into a big kid and was literally jumping up and down with excitement, shouting: “The Dungeon! The Dungeon! I want to go to the Dungeon!”

That decided, we then moved through to the river rooms for a wonderful view of the Thames through the large windows down one side. Friendly faces were offering delicious fruit-filled Pimm’s and afternoon tea and I began to think that things might turn out ok, after all.

We found a space at a small garden table adorned with a checkered table cloth and had a chat with the couple already sat there. They had just emerged from the Dungeon. “You’ll be fine,” they said. “As long as you don’t mind rats.”

“Rats?” I enquired nervously. “Did you say rats?”

Cup of Pimmis

Before I knew what was happening we were whisked down to the attraction. My manager just wouldn’t listen as I tried to explain that I hide behind the sofa if there is a horror movie on and spiders and furry rodents and scary stuff are really not my cup of tea . . .

The Axe

Anyway, there was no escape and hilarity ensued. I don’t want to give too much away as part of the fun are all the “nasty” surprises lurking in the darker corners and you really must experience it for yourself. But I laughed, screamed and then I laughed some more – and at one point I was even locked in a torture cell.

I had been dreading descending into the Dungeon. But it turned out to be one of my best afternoons out in a long time and I would highly recommend it to anyone.

The really great news is that you can book it for a party. Imagine how much fun it would be to have your Christmas party in the London Dungeon and serve up some mince pies and scream. . .

Call us now for all the gory details.

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