Feed The World

Last shift of 2010 in Trev, and what a way to see out the year. An SCR meeting next door barely made a dent in the buffet prepared for them by Catering, and so they kindly donated the veritable banquet that remained at the meeting's adjournment to us. Thus, I spent the day presiding over a bar adorned with ham sandwiches, chicken sandwiches, cherry tomatoes, meat samosas, vegetable pakoras, onion bhajis, mini-quiches, spring rolls, pork pies, mince pies, sausage rolls, scotch eggs, crusty bread, slices of Cheddar, Brie, blue Stilton, Garstang blue, and of course, a few grapes. When the vast majority of your clientele are undergraduates who spend all their cash on Jagerbombs in the first fortnight of term, free food tends to pull in a crowd. In fact, the scenes that played out at certain points this afternoon were not entirely unlike a famine relief mission, or possibly Christ's feeding of the five thousand. Had the beer been free as well, another student riot could have been on the cards.

Thankfully though, the food was demolished in peace, washed down with quantities of our very own mulled wine, which I've discovered is particularly nice with a shot of amaretto added to it. If nothing else, a full belly and a mulled-wine jacket prepares you for the long walk home through the snow.