HAPPY HOUR. ALL. NIGHT. LONG.
Short days. Long Nights. The twinkle of the Christmas lights that once covered the bleak, dreary London winter skies have gone. It’s (definitely) cold. It’s (probably) wet. And it’s a long wait til the end of the month.
BUT there is a cure for the January blues. Somewhere warm, glowing with multicoloured neons, serving the best happy hour in town. It’s Simmons, DUH.
HAPPY HOUR ALL NIGHT, ALL MONTH IS BACK. Meaning you can actually enjoy January without rinsing your bank account (you’re welcome).
Apparently, *Doctors say chatting shit with your mates during happy hour releases endorphins and serotonin. Book a table, it’s doctor’s orders.
Plus, being in the bar saves on heating bills. And that’s girl math.
Sign up. Get your unique code. Book and quote it as many times as you like this month. Live your best January.
*not backed by actual scientists or doctors.