You can sort of tell what Lulu is going to be like purely because of it's name, which really sums up the \""all fur coat and no knickers\"" situation that permeates across George Street. It's attached to Tigerlily, the only place in Edinburgh to have a slapper dolled up like a League Two footballer's wife on the door 24/7. That should tell you what to expect.\n\nAll the clubs here are pretty much the same, but I just find this one even more irritating than most it seems solely geared towards the more tiresome demographic of Edinburgh society. Describing itself as \""comfortabley exclusive\"" on the website is perhaps the final straw. George Street is not Park Lane, the two Wetherspoons and numerous \""To Let\"" signs adorning it should be all the evidence you need of that.\n\nCheesy, commercial music, mid-price drinks, Cliquey students during the week, and old boilers at the weekend. You've seen it all before.\n\nDespite the pretence that exists in the New Town, there are some great bars with plenty of character and atmosphere, surely there's room for at least one club to follow suit.