I was in the Griffin recently, early-evening weekday. I've been an occasional visitor for a few years now, and I like it because there's generally a decent vibe, which I like in a strip bar. Not on this day though. There were literally 5 punters there, including me, and 2 of them (middle-aged fellas on their own) were behaving like absolute mentalists, both ranting, seemingly to themselves, even throughout the dances. One seemed to be angry at having to put a quid in the pot, while the other just turned weird after chatting to a dancer! A real dismal atmosphere was turning a bit uneasy, so I fucked off after one pint and a private dance with a Brazilian called Paloma.