Commercial Break: Ain't no party like a Plymouth party
Right then, we’re over the hump of the week and we’re all looking forward to the weekend. If you’re anywhere south of, let’s say, Middlesbrough, you could do a lot worse than hot-footing it down to Plymouth this weekend, and checking out the ‘nitespots’ therein.
There’s live music, unfeasible hairstyles, champagne in a bucket, ridiculous hairstyles, cabaret, dancing, the hardest-yet-campest-looking barman you’ll ever see, Kinky John Fowler on the wheels of steel, beer, a chandelier and Charles.
We'll be there, and we'll see in one or all of The Bird Cage, The Cascade or The Commodore.