Loud Poets: Hot Tub Rhyme Machine

Loud Poets: Hot Tub Rhyme Machine

Let us take you back twenty years or so... To a time when the poems were moist and the music was Steps. When Doug was without beard; Katie without her Scottish inflections; C-Dubz without the experience of a nappy-less life. We’re also pretty sure Kev had all his fingers, but there is literally no way of knowing.

Of course, we can only figuratively transport you back through time as our jacuzzi is currently in the shop (our Swedish monkey-slave is furiously working on it so he can kill ...

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The Mash House
37 Guthrie Street (Hastie's Close)