Ballare
You've got to admire Ballare really. Not many places could get away with providing years of truly cheesy music, badly dressed people, moody bouncers, filthy toilets, beer that tastes watered down and a room that smells of pure B.O. - but Fifth have, and that's no mean feat. To make the most of it, get completely rat-arsed before entering, leave all your pretentions at the cloakroom, forget you hate dancefloor 'classics', ignore the wailings of the very unfunny DJ, aim to pull the ugliest person you can see - lots of competition here - and try to avoid sticking to the carpet. Do all this and you'll have a night to remember, don't and you'll be crying into your Bacardi Breezer. Best for a night when only true cheesy chart choons and throwing a few ironic moves will suffice.

