Pitcher & Piano

That "considerably richer than yow" feeling rears its ugly head in the evenings here. There's some finger–clicking music to sway along to at night as the jazz boys pick their way through their double bass's, and the wide boys pull out wads of cash making sure they show everyone just how proud they are of their money. There's a nice open feel to the place, and during the daytime it's almost chilled out. There is a piano, but unfortunately you're not allowed to pitch it at the loud, brash, cocky types that frequent here in the evenings. Indeed for my money they make it somewhere to steer clear of unless the "Look at me, I'm a twat" crowd is your bag.

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