The days are getting longer, the sky is sometimes still light when I ride home in the evenings, warm and sunny at lunch time I escaped from the windowless brick box and went for a walk. Around the shiny new multistory concrete car-park and over to the lake. As soon as I sat down the pigeons started waddling over to beg for food.
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Yay for the Christmas lunch・ 1 mins
Don’t know why I bothered. Two years ago I went to the work Christmas function in the University Staff Club and got some pink, raw, half-cooked rissoles that made me sick for the rest of the evening. Last year I didn’t go. This year we were assured that “concerns regarding the food had been addressed.” On my plate I received: a tasty piece of steak some nice salad a rissole that turned out to be pink and raw inside chicken kebabs that were pink and bleeding when I bit into them a baked potato better described as half-baked that could have killed a man if thrown I should have gone to Cinque Lire and had a bowl of pasta!.. [cont.]