...shame about the smell and aggro bouncers. Well, I suppose there's not much you can do about the smell, and besides, such a fragrance goes hand in hand with grimy-chic indie clubs, so no real complaints there. The bouncers (well, just one of them) could've been a bit more personable though. One of my lot forgot his ID, and despite the rest of us showing ours and us all clearly (*ahem*) looking well over 18, the guys at the door were less than helpful. In the event, they let him in (after a pretty vigorous frisking and announcing 'We need to know who you are' - eh?), and a really good time ensued. Cheap drinks, excellent tunes, a friendly crowd and a top barman called Marcus. But if anyone finds a black cardigan that I threw to the side of the dancefloor with reckless gay abandon, let me know, eh?
By RachelEngland at 10:42 on 27/06/11
...shame about the smell and aggro bouncers.
Well, I suppose there's not much you can do about the smell, and besides, such a fragrance goes hand in hand with grimy-chic indie clubs, so no real complaints there. The bouncers (well, just one of them) could've been a bit more personable though. One of my lot forgot his ID, and despite the rest of us showing ours and us all clearly (*ahem*) looking well over 18, the guys at the door were less than helpful. In the event, they let him in (after a pretty vigorous frisking and announcing 'We need to know who you are' - eh?), and a really good time ensued.
Cheap drinks, excellent tunes, a friendly crowd and a top barman called Marcus. But if anyone finds a black cardigan that I threw to the side of the dancefloor with reckless gay abandon, let me know, eh?
By RachelEngland at 10:42 on 27/06/11
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