A circle of Men's Rugby Lads™ were spotted in the corner of the Portico one evening, crowded round a kneeling member of their own clan eating crisps and sandwiches in a scene that was half-picnic, half bukakke. The kneeling member looked up expectantly from crotch height, hands clasped in a mock pose of prayer. Soc Bitch finished her cigarette, stubbed it out with her stilletto and pissed off to the bar.
Labour Society threw the comfort blanket of secrecy over themselves when booking their annual Christmas bash at a Little Bay restaurant, due to their shameful antics last year. The restaurant chain is rumoured to have blacklisted Lab. Soc. after episodes involving raucous behaviour on the part of previous presidents. Any comparison to the Bullingdon club should be immediatly dismissed though, says Soc Bitch, as a source close to her claims they were merely trying to reappropriate 10 bottles of Chateauneuf-du-Pape and redistribute them over the ceiling.
Soc Bitch hears that Tory Soc President Louisa Townson had to write a grovellingly apologetic email to her society after former President Will Hall told a moderate speaker to ‘shut the fuck up’ during a debate on the EU. As Townson then joined in the ‘banter,’ we rather expected her to follow the maxim of “never apologise, never explain.”