What your favorite Call Lane bar says about you

Yeah, I’m aware they all merge into one after a few too many tequila shots

Ah, Call Lane – the home of maxed out overdrafts, middle-aged perverts and the loss of whatever dignity you had left. Unless you work in a bar, Call Lane is unfamiliar to most students. You might go there a few times a year on a spur of the moment, because you’re too coked up for the night to end, or because your single roommates are just desperate to meet an older, more mature guy. They don’t know it, it’s full of divorced dads and seventeen year olds who will most definitely try to pull you out. If you’re a bartender, Call Lane is probably your playground – you’re guaranteed to see just about everyone you know from work, while trying to flirt for staff discounts like your life depended on it, because who wants to pay £12.50 for a vodka lemonade?


You’re a girl who loves coming here for your Instagram, but you stay for the white chocolate martinis, and I can’t say I blame you.

Instagram @mollyhudsonxo

Social call channel

You came here to try to shoot, didn’t you? Don’t even try to deny it. No one else stands in this absolute sweat box for any reason other than that.

Jake’s bar

You came here because you think you’re classy, ​​but we all know you’re going to flush those cocktails down the toilet later and stumble down Call Lane, shoes in hand and eyelashes dangling.


You really really loves Indie music and won’t let anyone forget that. You probably come here for concerts, which is perfectly acceptable, but drag your homies only here every evening because you come love the disco ball just isn’t on. However, the vibes are still impeccable here, so I can’t complain too much.

Instagram @lauren.mikki


You’re an absolute slut for brunch and bottomless attention, and that suits you perfectly.

neon cacti

In my opinion, the Call Lane version of Beaverworks – absolute gremlins everywhere. You’re probably the bad influence friend who can never say no to a party and always wears glitter on your face without irony. You’re funny, and that’s all that matters.

Instagram @elliehobbss

Bedroom at the back

You’re either a Leeds local, a creepy man wearing loafers, or you’re here because you couldn’t get anywhere else. That’s all I have to say about this place.

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