We came here on Sunday night after a day spent at art gallery and shops by me and football match (no drinking allowed during game). We were both sober yet door man said you can't get in! Confused I assumed there must be a private function on and asked was this the case- to be told my partners 'eyes looked glazed'. We assured him we were stone cold sober and he apologised and let us in. Hungry and tired after a day on feet we ate here but I'd never return again after the bizzare start.
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