We wrote a book
This is the end, darling readers.
In Warwick, everything passes, nothing changes. As such, in a year of existence, the Hoar captured all that it wished to say in this narrow, grey, corporate affair of a university. Should you ever find yourself resenting this mechanistic campus of grating self-interest in the West Midlands — open a bottle of red and find your grievance here in this book.
It’s been a pleasure Hoaring ourselves out for you,