From the outside, a strangely spherical, otherwise perfectly average pub-type place. Once through the doors you realise you are somewhere a bit special. Imagine what would happen if a crowd of pissed hipsters were let loose on a perfectly nice house, and this is what you get. Magical qualities increased exponentially by such background music as Ella Fitzgerald and the Amelie soundtrack. If they've got the shutters closed (which they habitually do) it's pretty damn dingy, and playing pool is extremely difficult, but it all adds to the ambience. Sort of.