'Danny Dyer' and 'Opera House' - two terms you wouldn't expect to hear together, unless tagged on opposite ends of 'has never been anywhere near an'.

But, the Opera House in question is a bastard factory in North London, in which DJ (yeah, apparently that's what he does now) Danny Dyer was being "proper naughty, diamond geezer, tommy ketchup wallop" and all that stuff.

Here's Danny Dyer getting punched, just in case, y'know, that's something you'd like to see: