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You are still not coming in you melty bastard..

Seems everyone has a door policy, here's a snapshot of a La La night out
(well the complaint letter that follows)

do not feel obliged to read my rantings, it is quite long.




Dear The Living Room
We visited on Saturday 19 Jan. There were 7 of us, 4 ladies, 3 men. We are all in our late 30s/early40s. One of our party had a pair of Hummel trainers on. Please note these are not sports trainers, as in trainers for doing sport in, more of a leisure shoe, a bit like a Converse boot. The sort you wouldn't wear to a football training session, but you would wear for a night out.

We'd been for dinner, then been to a few other bars but were refused entry to The Living Room because of the afore mentioned leisure footwear.

As grown ups, we were astounded at what might possibly happen, if a group of smartly dressed ladies with their men friends, one of which was wearing leisure footwear came into the bar. Would his footwear explode? Would time stand still? Would he suddenly become a hooligan because of what he was wearing on his feet?

I completely understand your no fancy dress/stag/hen doo policy, but seriously no leisure trainers? Get with the programme guys, where are we? The Ritz Carlton, oh no I've had a drink there in trainers so I guess not. Even the new kid on the block in Nottingham (Browns) is okay with trainers. And I think they might be aiming a bit more upmarket......

We moved on to another bar (you realise of course that there is a choice of many places to drink on a quiet January I am sure), and then as a group we thought, we shall not be beaten, we shall go to The Living Room. Cinderella you will get your glass slipper.

So off came the black socks of one of the men folk, and over the leisure footwear they went. They looked a bit like those cycling shoes, with oversocks. A good look I'm sure you'll agree.

Back to the same doorman, in we all went with no problem (we obviously do not have memorable faces) and suddenly because there were socks over the offensive trainers, there was no issue. The doorman did not seem to notice that one of the same group who had tried to get in 20 minutes previously had managed to find some black shoes at 11pm on a Saturday night. Out of nowhere.

Expect he hadn't. He had some frigging black socks over his shoes.

Can you believe how ridiculous this all sounds

Me either.

Really looking forward to hearing from you.

Please don't spout me corporate no trainers bollocks because we are keeping an upmarket atmosphere for our guests nonsense. Get with the times guys, the no trainers policy went out of fashion with night clubs, 80's hair*, and black forest gateaux.**

* I realise this is still fashionable in some circles
** Also quite possibly now cool again in fine dining establishments. A bit like trainers.