Never judge a book by its cover, there’s always so much more on the inside, and as we always
say…the Devil is in the detail.
One of the oldest and finest buildings on the most iconic High Street in Surrey is now home to a
venue like no other, a place of contradiction, indulgence and naughtiness, a decadent cabaret
lounge or a palace of low comedy, a home for the arts, an outrageous party venue or an intimate performance space.
A place that puts the camp in Campari, the cock into cocktail, and the bottom into bottomless
brunch, we are loud and a little brash, discrete or outrageous, sometimes vulgar but always
respectful and never, ever dull.
Fallen Angel is what you want it to be, and just what you need.