Dark Of The Matinee I had first figured this place out about 8 years ago while skulking around the town generally looking for trouble. We promised we would return to push further but it never happened. On a recent return to the UK to catch up with some people from my old life, myself and Nick found ourselves here. I really enjoyed the place. The theatre smell. The crushing silence. The dark. The upper tier seating is ancient. Surely original. Bring me some ice cream Shirley, it’s the intermission.











