I’ve just been sent home from work for the afternoon – they’re having an employees only meeting, and being a subcontractor I don’t get invited to such meetings, and they don’t let subcontractors on site without a permanent member of staff present. Oh well, I’m not complaining, I get to make the best of this net access (I got a DSL modem in my room for the day…they come to take it away tonight, before you lot back home wake up). I do get to go to the buffet meal later…if I can find it.
I couldn’t resist the Peach Anglaise from the vending machine downstairs…which is wrong on so many levels, firstly I’m not sure we do anything particularly notable with peaches, secondly, we’d either call it English Peaches or Peche Anglaise, thirdly they seem to be little peach flavoured cheesecakes wrapped in white chocolate – while this is conceptually interesting the practicality is not so rewarding. Last weeks strawberry cakes worked better, despite being almost unbearably sweet.
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