We picked up some ladiez, went to Bestival and had a generally rubbish time at freshers’ week.
Lonely? Sexually frustrated? Tired of wanking away your Saturday nights? Fear not my friend. Read on and fear not.
We too were once young, free and having a terrible time at uni.
Festival season might be done, but at least we finished it off in style.
All we want is them to wear some rainbow laces – is that too much to ask?
You’ve got to love a good, old fashioned BBC fuck-up.