Jarlath O’Connell vividly remembers one particular night that was held at The Bell: Jo Purvis’ Sunday Tea Dances. Here he opens the doors and takes us inside.
A cocktail bar? In King’s Cross? I mean, there were crack-whores giving blowjobs for a fiver in the stairwells and the doorways. The idea that people would come out of King’s Cross station and go to The Bell for a cocktail was just ridiculous.