This bring as back so many memories. I worked at BroadcastIng House in the early 90's, also in Mayfair.
We use to come out of work,go to The Coach and. Horses, the The Patio,mor Dover Street wine Bar, or Caspers, the phone restaurant.
A friend had party at a place called Smolsensky's Baloon and we ended up with a 'lock in' and us dancing on the tables.
My flat mate was a waiter on The Yacht, a fairly posh restaurant on the river. A well known male ballet dancer at the time - of short stature - would frequently proposition him!
The Tattersall Castle, another boat moored on the Embankment was somewhere else to go, full of Aussies and Kiwis. The floor was sticky and you daren't sit on the seats.
Karaoke was just coming in then and we would go to a bar in the city, drink Soporro (Japanese beer in shiny tins) and belt out 'I will survive' by Gloria Gaynor. Some nights we didn't go to bed! Couldn't do it now.
A posh boyfriend took me to The Greenhouse, a restaurant at a hotel off Hyde Park, the meal cost £70 and we didn't even have dessert, I nearly fell off my chair.
Happy Days