Bathless Bearded Beatniks

Sir,—What has become of the bathless, bearded, 'baccy-smelling beatnik bums who used to be such a familiar sight at the foot of the main stairs in the Hunter building? Has the lure of free sugar enticed them into the Cafeteria? Or has Wellington's inclement climate driven them to seek the shelter of their various "pads"?

I mourn their passing.

Clive McLeod.