The evening went like this:

Finish pantomime show thing.

Go to visit friend in Belgravia, London carrying a half drunk bottle of champagne.

An hour later, leave with hat designer Philip Treacy and go back to his place.

Invite 3 men round.

All leave to visit the dude she had dinner with the night before.

After a few hours (now 4am) head for Philips hat shop and spend 3 hours trying on ridiculous hats that look like quality street left on a radiator.

7am = hometime.

Wow, that's pretty impressive. I hope she read the instructions on the back of all the Red Bull she must have been drinking to stay awake all night - that stuff can cause all sorts of problems. Ahem.