If you're a North Londoner, or even if you're just someone who loves a good night out, then at some point in your life, an evening has probably involved the immortal words 'let's go to Rowans'. The bowling alley meets karaoke and late-night disco spot is one of those last vestiges of old-school late-night London, along with the likes of Infernos in Clapham.
As a Finsbury Park resident myself, I've spent most of my adult life in London in its orbit, from hazy nights out to raucous children's bowling parties. There's something fantastic and unreconstructed about Rowans that can't
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