In the middle of the raunch glitz of Soho is sweet Archer Street (named, unironically, for its street address), a haven of a cocktail bar where one can curl up with a few big girl (or boy) drinks and escape the madness. Everything at Archer Street is cosy, from the plush, cushioned velveteen chairs to the candlelit corners where the scent of fresh lilies wafts into your nose from bouquets on the tables. The drinks menu here is as class as the decor – Archer Street is the type of place where you want to try one of everything, from the shaken vodka, rose and lychee Oriental Rose to the stirred Tanqueray 10, pear and rosemary Down the Garden Path.