…you may wish to call by the house of Justin Hinchcliffe, chair of Tottenham Conservatives, and take a close look at his bathroom.
I’m not going into great detail, but there were about 40 people here on Saturday night (not bad considering I have a small flat!). Up until about 11pm, people were chatting to each other and things were very civilised. Then the fun stated. There was substance-misuse in the toilet, a relationship breakdown, several rows, people thrown out for bad behaviour and a physical fight. We got through about fifty bottles of wine on top of all the spirits.
Of course, “substance misuse” may mean someone mistook the toilet duck for underarm deoderant, but in this context, I’m not sure…
I wonder if David Cameron condones his constituency chairmen blatently recording drug-fuelled parties on the ‘net.
(PS, yes, for someone who is in favour of decriminalising most drugs this post is a tad hypocritical, but the law’s the law, non?)
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He says that people were thrown out for “bad behaviour” so it seems he acted. Bit of a non-story, isn’t it?
I think the post was “ironic”.
Jeez, you Libdems really have a thing about misuse of ‘toilet-substances’ don’t you?
No wonder Mark Oaten was so popular!
It’s what they do to you at Eton, obviously.
To Fahrenheit…. touché!
I’ll tell you what. Stick Lord Boothby, Reginald Maudling, Jeffrey Archer and Lord Lambton in a bathroom together and see what they get up to!
As far as most Lib Dems are concerned, Oaten is history. Sol Kerzner can pay him £1,000 a day as a PR hack for the gambling industry, and good riddance, frankly.
With Martin Tod, the Tories simply don’t stand an earthly.
Whilst I cannot condone substance abuse of any kind I find your attempting to make political capital out of this somewhat sorry affair, tawdry in the extreme. The Lib-Dems don’t have anything to shout about if recent history is anything to go on, at least at Hinchcliffes party no one was paid to take part and I would think that abusing substance is better than abusing humans. Grow up
Poor Mr Hinchcliffe! Now everyone will leave this blog under the impression that coprophilic activities were taking place in his bathroom rather than anything ‘else’. I was there btw, and didn’t notice anything reprehensible apart from a Dave Spart character (who reminded me of NUS hacks back in the 1980s) and a few burnt chicken wings.