standCribs: House of Lads

Walking into 8b is not what you would expect from a bachelor pad. Looking around, there’s no clutter, and the house is so clean it could almost be a show […]


Walking into 8b is not what you would expect from a bachelor pad. Looking around, there’s no clutter, and the house is so clean it could almost be a show room. They promised it wasn’t specially scrubbed for us, but standCribs isn’t so sure…

 
 

We wanted some crazy bachelor pad stories for you, but we’re told there have been no parties as yet (…right). We do have some top tips for a good time though:

 

1) JP Chenet. The boys like it so much they have bottle ornaments adorning the kitchen.
2) ‘Chin it or wear it’ must be enforced.
3) They own a paddling pool, which is so in demand even the Union borrowed it for a night.

 

As we arrived, Lex (you might know him as ‘the chef’ or the guy from FS last year) was cooking a chicken curry. Apart from Lex’s raw cheffing talent they survive with two George Forman’s (‘to fuel the bachelor lifestyle’ – their words), Nutella for Lucas and 8b family roast dinners.

 

  

Family is important in 8b; the medics Lex and Mike have 13 kids between them. Late kids have already been punished by starting the night with double barracudas. standCribs is happy we won’t be in 8b on Raisin weekend…

 

Upstairs, the bedrooms were equally clean. Lex was the only one with a few clothes littering the bed. We’re pretty sure, however, that the perfectly placed underwear, skinny jeans and well-worn copy of Anna Karenina were there to impress. Mike’s room was flawless, apart from the bow tie draped seductively across the pillow. Jonny’s was pretty spotless too and standCribs loved his eastern, tied-dyed bed covers. There was no sign of Pat – the mysterious fifth member of 8b.

 

 

 

Apparently there have been no arguments as yet, and they “really get on far too well”. However, standCribs is expecting some issues with the shared room. This is very much a house of lads, and we’re not sure a sock on the door every time there is a ‘guest’ is sustainable. As far as we can work out, 8b doesn’t have neighbour problems, just a few minor clashes with a man across the road.

 

 

8b is like a Saints rugby player on a social: smart, tidy and quite charming at the start of the evening, but almost certainly a wine-stained wreck by the end. ‘Lads’ of 8b- we salute you!