ADRIAN PASCU-TULBURE is truly awed by those who can run the Marathon, though he’d rather be in the pub.
The Tab braves the Eagle and is not very positive about said establishment.
You can’t think for yourself by Week Six. Let us tell you what to rate and slate.
Our intrepid reporter lets someone else make all her decisions for a week. See how she copes.
Our resident food critic avoids being labelled a paedo during a relatively civillised evening of intergenerational swapping.
Another week, another few oddballs to add to the collection. We rate them. ‘Dad of the Year’ John Terry? We slate him.
The Tab starts its quest to find you Cambridge’s best deals for dining out without breaking the budget. This week: Bella Italia.
R.I.P. Catz Men’s Rugby – a debauched Christmas social has seen them officially disbanded till Michaelmas 2010.
ROB SMITH enjoys this flimsy excuse to look at Sun, Syphilis and Al Fresco Cunnilingus.
Facebook just seems to give the worst people a platform to be even worse.
After a term of student excess, Cambridge locals reclaimed the city centre on New Year’s Eve, with a shocking display of drinking.
Only 12 per cent of British teens don’t drink. LOTTIE UNWIN tries to join their number.
Way more interesting than your average ‘I-lost-my-phone-in-Revs’ groups. Join at your own risk.
Face it, you’re rubbish: tried, tested and catastrophically failed attempts at self-improvement.
As we enter Week 8, here’s our final round up of what we rate this week and what we slate.
Your clothes stink, you’re stealing pennies out of the tips in Nero’s and lectures are a hazy memory.
Adrian Pascu-Tulbure
The Tab
LVJ
The Tab
Robert Smith
Alasdair Pal