Descend the stairs of Tante Lisbeth (Aunty Lisbeth) in the stupendously cool Kreuzberg neighbourhood of Berlin and you find the centrepiece of the whole place – a vintage bowling alley from the time when alleys were really alleys and not the 20-lane halls you get now. Reports on the ground suggest the old mechanisms are even more iffy than the ones at modern bowling alleys, which is saying something; mind you, no one really cares if their ball takes 5 minutes to come back when those five minutes are spent supping ale, do they? Players can hang out in the snug telling tall tales of their ten-pin prowess while some unfortunate (and small) staff member is sent crawling into the machine’s bowels to unclog the blockage.

The upstairs section is so retro it looks like they might accept Reichsmarks as payment. It’s especially grand in the area by the window which boasts an amazing furniture/wallpaper ensemble. The bar is more like the living room of an enthusiastic alcoholic, boasting an enormous drinks cabinet with drawers and cupboards instead of glass fronted bottle fridges and backlit optics. A small sherry please, Aunty…