Jamboree

Peel black the velvet curtain and step-inside a home-made den of world music with devil may care European bohemia, crackled walls, and mismatched furniture, raucous evenings, flowing absinthe and mad dancing.

Order local ale from the charmingly peculiar bar man, possibly wearing a ripped ladies pinafore with a string of Pat Butcher pearls … and pull up a seat to watch the Mad Hatter’s tea party begin.