Five Things the LCR Has Taught Me

An anonymous commenter has such strong feelings about the LCR that they are offering five insights into what we can learn from our friendly neighbourhood Campus Club…

The smoking area, as well as being the only place in which you are able to talk, offers a lifeline for the skint student in that it is remarkably easy to get in for free this way. Wait around, look out for those who peaked too early or had a fight with their boyfriend and politely ask if you can benefit from their misfortune – if you’re lucky (and I often am), then they’ll happily give their ticket to you, perhaps for a small fee. Alternatively, on A-List nights, wait for the bouncers to leave (approximately 1:30 a.m.) and just walk in.

If you play your cards right the Square turned Smoking Area is your ticket into the LCR on a Saturday night.

The LCR floor is notoriously sticky – once it gets a grip on your sole, it won’t let go. If you’re willing to risk the swamp like floor, there’s also the human factor. Even on quiet nights, you are almost certainly guaranteed to be trodden on by someone drunker and heavier than you. Wearing heels makes both these floor issues worse as well as being a nightmare in themselves. My advice: Primark. The only place that makes shoes worth sacrificing.

Almost goes without saying, and doesn’t need much expanding on. Jagerbombs are basically the only thing worth buying at the LCR anyway.

Alcohol. You need it before the LCR. (especially if the union put the prices up!)

It’s a fact that you will need to go to the toilet at some point in the night. So will everyone else of your gender. What everyone knows, but no-one remembers is that there is a set of toilets upstairs. They are definitely going to be less busy, at least they were before I just outed them. But certainly still a better option than relieving oneself in the sink or in the smoking area.

Another inevitable fact of the LCR is the group you arrived with will not be the group you stay with. The bar queue, sunken dancefloor and sticky floor all contribute to the maze-like feel which is noticeably absent in the daytime. However, every student’s love/hate relationship with the place ensures that there will always be someone you can drunkenly claim as your friend and dance partner until someone finally replies to a “Where are you??” text.

What are your experiences of the LCR? Do you have any ‘top tips’ for any of the other clubs in Norwich? Email us at [email protected] or comment below!