As we return to college, I can’t help but notice an emerging pattern amongst my flatmates. Whilst last year we were all perfectly content to sit around vegetating, eating badly-cooked Thai Green Curry, and drunkenly making up new languages, this year things are different. No less than TWO of my flatmates are beginning to casually slink off wearing tight-leggings, hair-bands, runners and other items that can only suggest one thing: they’re off to probably the most evil den of sin and degradation known to man, the lowest circle of hell. [...]