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The Thankyou Buffet :11 March 2011

I parked my bike in the car park and made my way to the entrance of  Top Secret HQ .

I was feeling a little apprehensive until I noticed a female member of "The Management" struggling with trays of food.

I helped her carry them upstairs, and roughly disguised, therefore as a member of the catering establishment I entered the training room, my face disguised beneath a row of egg mayonnaise sandwiches.

There were twenty people who didn't have a chair, and I made the mistake of saying this seemed very typical of my ex-organisation. This blew my cover and I was very nearly shark-food.

The Big Boss gave a little speech where he thanked everyone for their hard work, and was sorry to see them go and it had been a privilege to know them.

A Slightly Smaller Boss gave a little speech where he thanked everyone for their hard work, and was sorry to see them go and it had been a privilege to know them.

 A Still More Petite Boss gave a little speech where she thanked everyone for their hard work, and was sorry to see them go and it had been a privilege to know them.

(The speeches were beginning to sound like Groundhog Day)

The Runner-Up Boss said.....that ...the Other Bosses had said everything she had planned to say. 

Well that was it .

The Bosses were all very sad that it had come to this (wherever "this" was, as they didn't seem to have a clue)

Everyone ate egg mayonnaise sandwiches. I was recognised by my ex-team and hugs were exchanged.

I got ready to leave and, while I put my jacket on, asked Christine to keep hold of my helmet.

At this point everyone burst out laughing at the double-entendre. 

Just like Old Times

I vanished enigmatically into the afternoon sun, a rapidly vanishing blur, engine howling into the wind.