3 June 2015, noon
We are inducing this year’s new Council members. The induction process involves eating sandwiches with the old Council members until you understand just how much of a mistake you’ve made. Then we sit the newbies round the boardroom table in CIPA Hall and ask them questions about the things they hope to do while they’re on Council, which is always good for a laugh at the start of a new Presidential year. What is particularly entertaining, I realise, is subsequently to ask the old Council members to explain what they hoped to achieve when they first joined, and what went wrong. It turns out that one of the new Council members is in league with the Biscuit Pixies, because she has managed to make them bring some special biscuits to help her make friends with her new Council colleagues. I resist the urge to tell her it will take a lot more than biscuits. And that it probably won’t be worth it anyway. The biscuits are called “Regional Biscuits”. In other words, they are not-London biscuits. They are probably not proper biscuits at all, in fact. I am deeply suspicious.
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