Mother Superior and the Gorse Fox completed the interview without too much trauma, other than the interviewer guessing incorrectly what the departments initials stood for.
Leaving we were met by the UK representatives of the winged horse who insisted on taking us for cocktails (which we strenuously resisted but eventually capitulated on so as not to appear rude!)
That led into the cocktail reception where we met up with Doris, and old friend of the Gorse Fox from a time when he had a different role within Starfleet, and were joined by a little Ray of sunshine straight from the airport. A buffet was available and waiter circulated with nibbles. very sociable.
Half way through, music started and an opera singere appeared on a balcony to "entertain us". The Gorse fox reflected on noise pollution and the efficacy of a Taser over 70 yards... in the end we moved to the other side of the courtyard for the sake of retaining some degree of aural function.
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