Reefer-ish.

We went to the Hideaway club in St Reatham. Allegedly a jazz club but really the band on was sweet soul with a hint of afrobeat. Quite pleasant and the jerk chicken better than I expected. Not murderously pricey - but we were not drinkinking alcomohol.

Three quarters of a mind to try the Ruskin - Sunday is a silly night but I cannot drink anyway as I will be driving.

Might try an open decks night and take some of my seven inches (those are vinyl singles for the benefit of anyone with a smutty mind).

Open to all suggestions...