I remember when the bars in El Gòtico were for guiris, uptown for the pijos, Port Olímpic for the garullos, Raval for the adventurous, Gayxample for the gays, and everybody else nibbling and sampling as they saw fit.

But then something happened, with gay nights at polo shirt bastions like Otto Sutz and Up & Down, hotels like Me and Barceló drawing the Barbour-coated crowds to Poble Nou and Raval, Lotus trying to instill some life into Eixample Dreta, and guiris and locals, god forbid, increasingly blending everywhere.

So I can't wait to see how Sol Club will turn out as it reopens as Suite tomorrow. After all, of the old no-trainers and jeans school, with music of the kind that you know the lyrics to, but without the pedigree of, say, Sutton or Ribelinos, it used to attract a fairly bland crowd.