The Grapes
Eccentrically tiny corner boozer, where it's only just probable that you could swing a cat so long as it didn't mind the odd crack on the nut. It's got a nicely warm interior - even if the temperature doesn't always agree - thanks to a woody ambience and lots of startlingly in-your-face art on the walls. There's a guy with a laptop DJing some nights and on Sundays they somehow manage to cram in a live jazz band. There are good times aplenty to be had here, but good luck getting a seat.


