The last time I was in the Pastime and I made sure it was my last time, there was only enough food on the plate to feed a budgie, I wasn't very trilled.
God help us, Come yourself, Don't send Jesus, This is no place for children.
I went to Rupert's club a few times back in the day,as I recall the head doorman was a thug called Terry O'neill who had a penchant for practising his martial arts on innocent customers.I believe he went to the U.S.A. to work as a minder to the stars,good riddance.
Valli, the fog of decades clouds my recall on the name, but 'Past Time' does ring a bell. all I remember is that it was based in Hamilton Square and was below street level...