Satanic Sex Cult With Scotch Eggs At The Bonnington Café, Vauxhall

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Woman visits toilet at vegan cafe, finds 'satanic sex cult' meeting
12 Feb, 2020 1:29pm

A British woman has claimed she was answering the call of nature at a London cafe when she stumbled upon members of a "satanic sex cult" eating pork pies and scotch eggs.

Anya Driscoll was visiting the Bonnington Cafe in Vauxhall with her brother when she made the shocking discovery, finding 20 people dressed in black robes and carrying ceremonial daggers.

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"I step through a signposted door that takes me into the terraced building next door," she wrote.

"The toilet is apparently on the third floor... It feels I'm walking up the stairs in a private home. At the top of the first flight of stairs is a landing room.

"It appears to be a kitchen. On a table, a classic British buffet of scotch eggs, breadsticks, cheese etc is laid out. The room is full. A party! Except...

"All the people - and there are at least 20 of them - are wearing floor-length black robes. Some have ceremonial daggers. They're making polite conversation and chomping on mini pork pies. It's like Eyes Wide Shut meets Keeping Up Appearances."

She claims she tapped a cult member on the shoulder to ask where to find the toilet and when she returned the group shuffled into an adjoining room as one member announced that it was time "to begin".

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It doesn't sound an entirely normal place even once you strip out the cultists:

The bohemian Bonnington Cafe started life as an Eighties squat and is now run as a co-operative, sitting prettily in the leafy surroundings of Bonnington Square in Vauxhall. Run by member cooks, with no single person in charge, it obviously aims to operate sustainably, while the decision to exclude fish and meat makes it a good choice for the eco conscious eater.
Dinner at the Bonnington Cafe isn't simply a matter of turning up. First you have to contact the chef and see if they will have you. Different people cook every night, each with their own specialities and eccentricities. We wanted to dine on a Saturday night which meant we were to be cooked for and served by Margarete. We sent her an email, swiftly followed by a text (in an over keen moment), and our minor bombardment concluded happily with an 8pm table reservation.
We ended up arriving a little early, still over keen, which was, Margarete assured us in a rather stern voice, better than being late.
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It doesn't sound an entirely normal place even once you strip out the cultists:

The bohemian Bonnington Cafe started life as an Eighties squat and is now run as a co-operative, sitting prettily in the leafy surroundings of Bonnington Square in Vauxhall. Run by member cooks, with no single person in charge, it obviously aims to operate sustainably, while the decision to exclude fish and meat makes it a good choice for the eco conscious eater.
Dinner at the Bonnington Cafe isn't simply a matter of turning up. First you have to contact the chef and see if they will have you. Different people cook every night, each with their own specialities and eccentricities. We wanted to dine on a Saturday night which meant we were to be cooked for and served by Margarete. We sent her an email, swiftly followed by a text (in an over keen moment), and our minor bombardment concluded happily with an 8pm table reservation.
We ended up arriving a little early, still over keen, which was, Margarete assured us in a rather stern voice, better than being late.
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This has already been covered in the Crowley Thread.
 
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