I am an ole ruddy duddy. Places in London are either so cool that they don't have a website or take reservations or they are so elitist that you have to book a table to have a cocktail. This second issue make sit quiet difficult to fit in a spontaneous per dinner drink before your dinner reservation. WE chanced our arm and turned up at Nightjar only to be turned away by the nice bouncer lady. So, we headed down to the wsws. which had been recommended to us by Neil at the Blythswood.
It was
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