Not sure how this isn’t a thing? Claiming primacy here (cc. Simon Difford) - “cheers” to Ian and “you’re most welcome” to the rest of you…

Witching season is well and truly here. Tomorrow: Borne Fruits are in situ with their spooktacular Boogie Against Brexit which was, akin to Frankensteins’ monster, plastered together and given the kiss of life before Count McDoncula and the PLP decided they were up for a trip to the polls after all so the whole thing’s off (for now) & we can breathe & jus dress up & dance a bit…

It's one year since we opened at 411 Mare Street... While we're unsure of the veracity of a birthday for a basement bar it seems an opportune moment to celebrate. So, without restrain, we are declaring this week:

THERE WILL BE CAKE