Our Christmas party tip for Guardian and Observer hacks â€“ bring a moustache

Hacks from The Guardian and The Observer can briefly let their hair down tonight and forget the ordeal of moving to their new King’s Cross offices when GNL holds its Christmas party.

And Axegrinder would love to be joining the happy throng, if only to see how the refined, piano-playing editorial supremo, Alan Rusbridger, enjoys the entertainment – a Studio 54-themed night provided by the chaps from South London gay club Horse Meat Disco.

A Farringdon Road insider tells me: ‘I went there once and it was an eye-opener. That’s why I was mildly surprised when they announced them as the entertainment for the Christmas party. I seem to recall that a sizable part of the crowd was dressed as butchers for some reason, complete with bloody aprons and cuts of meat.

‘They had a specially built venue at Glastonbury this year and there seemed to be a lot of trannies there who were going round shoving poppers under people’s noses, and various other pharmaceuticals. You had to be wearing a moustache to get in, and they were selling them for a quid each at the door.”

Horse Meat Disco’s website describes its Sunday nights at The Eagle in South London as: ‘The queer party for everyone; Homos and Heteros, club kids, bears, fashionistas, naturists, guerilla drag queens and ladies who munch.’It also promises ‘spontaneous acts of exhibitionism”.

So moustaches and amyl nitrate all round then, Mr Rusbridger.