With a massive helping of Victorian music-hall chic and a sidedish of boisterous bordello, this bash was something out of the ordinary. Held in a pub deep in the East End of London where the Kray twins used to throw a few friendly gatherings, the theme was 'dead love' and party people flocked in their droves dressed as their favourite deceased couple.

I found myself standing next to Sid'n'Nancy, surrounded by battered corpses and bopping with a gentlemen and his skeletal companion. Entertainment came in the shape of pyromaniac queen Lucifire, hip-hop perverts Crack Village and ghoulish zombie strippers who ripped each other's clothes, hair and nipples off.