Serving unique cocktails, New World wines, European brews and The Hatters own molecular creations.
The Hatter promises the maddest of the tea parties with live music and entertainment into the early hours. Leave your troubles outside, here a show awaits you!!
Absolutely Fabulous festivities with lashings of champers and marvellous entertainment!
Celebrating your Birthday look no further! Cocktails and Karaoke are just the answer we humbly recommend! book yours and let us help you party in style and the birthday guest sings for FREE!
"I'm not afraid of you!" Alice said sternly. "Why you're just a pack of cards!" The Jack of Spades peered out of Alice's pocket, looking quite offended.
"We only wanted to invite you to the Hatter's house, I wish you wouldn't flap at us so." Alice felt rather ashamed looking at his angry red face.
"Gracious. I hope you'll forgive me sir, you gave me an awful fright." The Jack of Spades turned up his nose, and took a sip of something out of his tiny hip flask.
It was a delicious blend of whiskey, orange, bitters and earl grey syrup that made the Jack of Spades quite forget Alice and her nonsense.
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Try the 'Jack of Spades' at the Hatter this Friday!
"But Cheshire puss, how do I know which way to go?" Alice asked the cat as he smiled rather widely. She noticed he had sharp teeth and claws, and reminded herself that he ought to be treated with respect.
"You're sure to get somewhere if you walk briskly enough." The Cat told her, waving it's paw around.
"-I am dreadfully thirsty." Alice had said it almost to herself. The Cheshire Cat vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin but not before a small piece of paper fluttered down next to Alice with an arrow on it, pointing directly to the house of the Mad Hatter.
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Join the Hatter and friends this Thursday for Kanpai! Karaoke, where he will be serving discounted tipples and tunes all night!
‘Your hair wants cutting,’ said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.
‘You should learn not to make personal remarks,’ Alice said with some severity; ‘it’s very rude.’
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, ‘Why is a raven like a writing-desk?’
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The Hatter has hidden the answer to his riddle somewhere in his house on 43 Iffley Road...
Try to find it this Saturday from 7pm onwards!
