Parlour of Dreams is for secrets, celebrations and a little mischief.

Getting in is half the fun. You might take the back staircase, slip through the furry hallway, or step past the glowing round mirror where the neon words repeat into infinity. However you find it, every door feels like a way into somewhere else, which is exactly how we wanted it.

Inside, the Parlour lands somewhere between surreal and properly decadent. Leopard-print carpet, gold-fringed curtains, a glass-brick bar that glows like a mirage. Three curved booths wrap around your own bartender, pouring cocktails we're genuinely proud of: serious drinks, made with real care, in a room that refuses to take itself too seriously.

The intimacy of a secret club, wrapped in the indulgence of a love hotel.

We built it for anyone who misses the golden days of a good house party. It seats up to thirty, so hens' nights, birthdays and the odd midnight celebration all feel a little bigger in here. And when you need some air, the main bar's pizza, pinball and live music is only a door away.

For now we open the Parlour to the public on Friday and Saturday nights, but the room's yours any evening for a private function. The short hours are half the charm: here for those who know where to look, then gone again just as quick. Come find it.