Waiters required, no experience necessary, abject disdain for general public essential, lobotomies a bonus. And so the recruitment process was over. Still in possession of the worst bar staff in London, Mo goes from weakness to weakness with a level of skill that frankly must take some planning. The food here is fantastic –Moroccan dips and salads at amazing prices –as are the drinks –swanky cocktails and refreshing mint teas. The décor is similarly impressive with outside seating and a boho vibe. Whether or not this is worth being treated like a leper in a Baby Unit we're not quite sure.