Feast

Today saw a slightly poorly Nori donning a smart shirt and heading off on tubes across London. Sickness soon forgotten on arriving at the Esps feast - a glorious thing indeed.There was alllll the tasty vegan food, and really yummy squash (my being the only party at said party non-drinking, and by the end still sober...), and hilarity, and mucking about with outfits and trampolines, and singing into the night and such. Yes. It was good.

And this was the plates we sat down to - team colours in mayonaise and dressing. Alas, veganing meant a plain plate, but I was provided with dyed oil, which turned my salad a charming shade of brown...