Had my doubts I'll admit but went there last night with an open mind... Oh my God. Where to start? The tacky, trying-too-hard decor. The trying-too-hard barman. The bland, thumping corporate indie playlist. The clientele: half teenagers, half suburban slappers. This is the sort of place you'd expect to find in Croydon. The thing that mystifies me is why do we have bars like this, and yet when I'm out shopping in ED I see loads of cool, quirky, interesting looking locals who would surely love to have somewhere more laid-back and distinctive? Sorry to be predictable but I couldn't help mourning the passing of Inside 72.