one of the weirdest nights out in a long time. bear in mind this is a townie writing about a residential part of Bournemouth it felt like entering a timewarp and landing in small town Germany in the 80’s. personally, not my favourite time or place. popular with hen nights, wedding anniversaries and birthday parties. the staff seem experienced at getting everyone join in the compulsory fun, with old and young dancing the macarena. completely unsuitable is you are just after a nice night out and decent food(very basic, but perfectly edible — massive portions). we escaped before they moved on to playing the birdie song. excuse for going: first choice had already stopped serving, and it was raining.