Behind the door of the Dame Dolly Osbourne Suite doesn’t lie one of London’s best kept secrets, because that’s the door to the toilets, but the Brick Lane Music Hall is a rather unusual venue. No longer in Brick Lane, the old-time music hall is now situated in a mock-Gothic horror at the end of the DLR line in North Woolwich, and has the kind of shows I didn’t think could still be found in the capital. Sharing a table with Chris (60) and Vi (84), served by a staff of mostly elderly ladies, we had Christmas dinner and Victorian music hall peppered with plenty of smutty jokes from the comics. Seventies singing star Alvin Stardust came on and belted out a few numbers because his car had broken down in the area. The venue gets booked up a year in advance, and is entirely self-funding. It also takes shows to alzheimer’s patients and people with mobility issues. In the evenings through Christmas they run saucy pantos – this year, ‘Throbbin’ Hood’. Don’t ask.