Londoners can sometimes be accused of being a bit too social for their own good - ooh, look at all the great things we do, see how fun and clever and cool we are.

But sometimes you find you're just not in the mood.

You want an evening off the hurly burl of London life. The thought of anything other than the idiot box seems a bit much, but it can lead to an uncomfortable mantra along the lines 'I am the laziest, most boring person in the world' and general sluggishness.

What you really want is a home from home, somewhere you can mong to your heart's content without all the guilt. You want to lay back safe in the knowledge you're not completely wasting your time watching reruns of Top Gear and satisfied that you can chill out, have a tasty dinner with friends and a drink without necessarily having to leave the couch or talk too much.