During the years of 2007-2011 it felt like there was a lesbian club every day of the week, and if there wasn’t, we would put one on - either at whichever shitty Dalston venue would have us, or we would open up our Old Street home to all the lesbians, freaks and weirdos who wanted to party. In this archive I look back at the love, happiness and queerness that bought these people together.