The young let off the leish often struggle to recall the boundaries. Thirty years ago I was part of a team of junior civil servants. We were all under 25 and, in some cases for the first time, away from home. For reasons I cannot remember we had a 'gentleman's club' game in the staff rest room. Come Christmas we decided to extend this by taking the staff lunch at Rules - a similarly themed resteraunt in Covent Garden. Starters and mains went OK but then we got a bit loud. Somebody started reading a list of Annual Awards, mostly of a slightly offensive nature, to our senior colleagues and the minister's public appointees we served. No doubt there was other stuff as well.
Suffice to say we were not offered pudding!!
Last edited by: Bromptonaut on Sun 12 Jun 11 at 09:33
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