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SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1930. Volume 1. Number 2.

The Exec.'s Night Out

The Exec.'s Night Out

"Much disturbance was created in the Gods throughout the evening."—"Evening Post."

Read, my friends, the awful plight of some of our students one Sunday night. On the tenth day of August, upstairs in Saint James, sat some of our number—you'll all know their names. There were Mountjoy and Rollings and Miss Cathie Forde, together with others. They had all just been bored by the friendly C.U., where at tea they'd been feted —were naturally feeling unduly elated. The Band of the Tramways, about to commence, was surveying the audience, aesthetic and tense. The Conductor appeared, bent his baton to seize—when Rollings called lustily, "All tickets, please!" The lights went up and all could see the lawless debaters of V.U.C. Cathie and Rollings were caught by surprise working their way through steaming hot pies. While Joseph was munching with raptuous joy fresh roasted peanuts and red savaloy. Things moved quickly, it's since been said—Rollings, the quickest, going out on his head. Cathie went quietly, avoiding the rush. (She had eaten the meat and was then on the crust.) Mountjoy attempted an earnest appeal—was led to the spiral—went down even keel. And then Miss West-Watson, from Canterbury College, attempted resistance without expert knowledge—merely because she was not known in town—caught and passed Joey, not half the way down. Out on the kerb saw the end of act one, which was only, we find, the mere start of the fun. Act two, at the Ritz, was presented, we hear, and what happened there we shall tell you next year.