My girlfriend and I went into a place called The Owl Hoots, just round the corner from Piccadilly Circus. We didn't hold back. I had steak. She had oysters and lobster. Two bottles of wine, red for me, white for her. The wine alone was over three hundred quid. We ate slowly. Smiled at the waiter. Let the plates get cleared. When he asked about dessert, we said yes and asked to see the menus. As he crossed the wide floor to fetch them, we stood up, turned, and walked straight out. No rush. No running. Just one corner turn into the Haymarket crowds and we were gone. Hundreds of pounds saved. Big smiles all round. Do I regret it? Of course. We'll never do it again, as long as again means until next time.