Monday, August 26, 2013

Tarts and vicars

A group of my girl friends from university organise a monthly meet up to discuss politics and history, particularly the suffragette movement, and to talk about the future of the youth of today.

This, of course, is bollocks.

We meet up to drink one too many cocktails and update ourselves on the latest love triangles and pervy bosses. We are part of an elite group called the LGC (The London Girls’ Club), who meet on the first Wednesday of every month in a new sophisticated location in the city. It is, of course, top secret and invite only. A new girl can be invited every month as long as she dresses appropriately and is willing to add enough fuel to the gossip fire.

Our first outing was at Reverend JW Simpson, a cocktail bar in Goodge Street. According to legend, it used to be the residency of a vicar until the late 1980s, but was then transformed into a gentleman’s club.*

The peeling walls whisper scandalous stories while you sit back and receive excellent service and a long list of cocktails. While you wait, a delicious taster is handed to you and a small bowl of nuts. There is a varied selection but drinks are expensive, as expected, and are probably more suited to the cocktail connoisseur than a bunch of ‘young professionals’, although they went down easily enough.

Good service. Nice place. But a bit empty and there wasn’t enough ambience or ‘je ne sais quoi’ for my liking. Just another pricey cocktail bar. I’m not sure the vicar would approve.

Until next month LGC. God bless.

Where: Goodge Street
Price: Approx £9 a cocktail
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