UNDERGROUND
Many moons ago, a band of ne’er-do-wells and Scoundrels chanced upon a hidden treasure beneath London’s bustling Soho: the long-forgotten Kingly Court Underground Station. Once a 1940s air raid shelter, it had served as a makeshift refuge for all sorts, evidenced by the oddities left behind—old toys, piles of tinned food, dusty lampshades, and higgledy-piggledy furniture, all jumbled together in a cosy attempt at a ‘home away from home.’
When the Scoundrels unearthed this secret station after the war, they knew they’d struck gold. Splitting their operations between the Northbound and Southbound platforms—with the Tube Carriage proudly perched in Northbound—they set up shop, turning the station into their latest illicit hideaway. Here, they could keep the post-war spirit alive, flout the rules of rationing, and peddle top-notch bootlegged cocktails, all while throwing the most spiffing, swinging parties late into the night.
TICKET HALL
Many adventures after setting up their illicit hideaway deep in the Underground, the Scoundrels couldn’t help but venture above ground. They emerged from the tunnels, laying claim to the ground-floor ticket hall of Kingly Court Station, now proudly transformed into the Cahoots Ticket Hall.
Once a bustling hub for London’s busy bees, this ticket hall-turned-pub is now a playground for mischief and merriment. With a grand station clock ticking away and vintage adverts lining the walls, it’s a delightful nod to the good old days—just the spot for Scoundrels like you to enjoy a hearty pint of Guinness, a crisp pale ale, or one of our top-notch concoctions. Whether you’re perched at the high wooden tables inside or soaking up the atmosphere in the spacious outdoor area, the Cahoots Ticket Hall is where history meets hijinks, with a dash of Scoundrel charm.
POSTAL OFFICE
TOP-SECRET DISPATCH! Hot on the heels of their Soho success, the Scoundrels are expanding their underground network this October—slipping into London’s bustling Borough Yards. This time, they’ve commandeered an old post office on the edge of Borough Market, transforming it into their latest covert cocktail hideout: Cahoots Postal Office.
Disguised behind a seemingly ordinary post office shopfront, step inside and you’ll be whisked away to a raucous 1940s hub, teeming with hidden controls, rattling parcels, and stacks of undelivered mail. Here, the Scoundrels are stirring up a storm, serving up pilfered rations, home-brewed hooch, and cocktails featuring smuggled ingredients from distant lands.
The Scoundrels have truly outdone themselves this time, swiping the latest 1940s mail tech to bring you a world-first pneumatic cocktail delivery system. Keep your eyes peeled as top-notch tipples whizz overhead, delivered through a network of air-powered tubes—we call that first-class service, chums! Prepare for a first-class experience with cocktails that pack a punch, as the Scoundrels keep the post-war spirit alive and kicking in their latest top-secret operations.