Update - Chekced out Bradleys bar - and enjoyed sitting in a dingy corner chatting shit amongst the grimy ambiance. One of those places where you feel at home (although the stench of piss whanever someone opened the blokes bog door was quite something). Deceided to have a stroll round soho - was expecting crowds of people partying with lots of out-there outfits and gayness and blaring music and noise but was nothing of the sort. It was .. dull. Not particularly busy, some people queing to get into pubs, very little music or excitment or anything really - felt like saturday night in northhampon or somewhere . And it was grimy with very little in the way of glamour or buzz. Went back to Bradleys till closing time.