TW Mixed - Report
Date: Thursday 26th July 2012 - Start Time: 19:45
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| Felbridge | 9 | vs | 0 | Wiremill |
Felbridge takes on Wiremill
The final fixture of the TW season is as always the team meal, so here’s the report out on the evening:
This time Stephen had done a grand job of organising busy calendars and got the date to coincide with a lovely sunny evening. Time-keeping on the day left something to be desired with only 3 of us were there by 8pm; Zeyer and Steve somehow got lost in Felbridge and Sarah at least texted to say she was running behind (unusual for her to be late!) but slowly the rest of the slackers drifted in and we secured a prime spot by the lakeside so that we could marvel at the water-skiing prowess and get eaten alive by the hundreds of mosquitos that gathered around us (although saying that I don’t have a single bite today – maybe that gin and tonic pre-bath worked after all!).
Starters arrived as we all caught up on various topics of conversation... holidays, teams for next year, tattoos etc. and those of us who ordered starters didn’t realise at that stage what a great move that had actually been, as we tucked into our tasty morsels!
Sometime later and with no waiters for Jason to pull this year, ‘little Ann’ looking distinctly chilly and the worry that the mozzies may be having the best meal out of any of us, we moved inside. By this time we’d been waiting over an hour for our meals and so positioning ourselves closer to the kitchen seemed a good tactical move. But a little conversation later and the mood was changing, with ominous signs of hungry people keenly following any plate of food that emerged from the kitchen. Zeyar was briefly blamed for ordering a SLOW cooked burger and spirits were raised briefly when a dish for ‘Table 45’ emerged, but alas the lonely camembert didn’t belong with us (or anyone in fact, as it circled around the restaurant several times). After asking when the food would arrive and being told ‘in a few minutes’ and ‘ it’s just coming now’ the dishes started to SLOWLY emerge, with poor Sharon being left until last with her particularly tricky order of scampi and chips, which in a fit of disgust she dowsed with half a jar of vinegar (as if it was about to set light to it!).
So eventually we ate ...and then came the inevitable row with the lady who tried to tell us that the oven was only big enough to cook a certain number of dishes at a time and in her opinion it was reasonable to wait 2 hours to be fed!! Our Chairman did a fine job of pointing out her shortcomings when dealing with customers, but she was unmoving on any sort of ‘compensation’ for our wait.
So in summary I’d say a lovely evening, but we won’t be re-visiting the WireMill for next years’ team dinner – McDonalds drive-through it is then Jason!
See you all in September!
Anne
Starters arrived as we all caught up on various topics of conversation... holidays, teams for next year, tattoos etc. and those of us who ordered starters didn’t realise at that stage what a great move that had actually been, as we tucked into our tasty morsels!
Sometime later and with no waiters for Jason to pull this year, ‘little Ann’ looking distinctly chilly and the worry that the mozzies may be having the best meal out of any of us, we moved inside. By this time we’d been waiting over an hour for our meals and so positioning ourselves closer to the kitchen seemed a good tactical move. But a little conversation later and the mood was changing, with ominous signs of hungry people keenly following any plate of food that emerged from the kitchen. Zeyar was briefly blamed for ordering a SLOW cooked burger and spirits were raised briefly when a dish for ‘Table 45’ emerged, but alas the lonely camembert didn’t belong with us (or anyone in fact, as it circled around the restaurant several times). After asking when the food would arrive and being told ‘in a few minutes’ and ‘ it’s just coming now’ the dishes started to SLOWLY emerge, with poor Sharon being left until last with her particularly tricky order of scampi and chips, which in a fit of disgust she dowsed with half a jar of vinegar (as if it was about to set light to it!).
So eventually we ate ...and then came the inevitable row with the lady who tried to tell us that the oven was only big enough to cook a certain number of dishes at a time and in her opinion it was reasonable to wait 2 hours to be fed!! Our Chairman did a fine job of pointing out her shortcomings when dealing with customers, but she was unmoving on any sort of ‘compensation’ for our wait.
So in summary I’d say a lovely evening, but we won’t be re-visiting the WireMill for next years’ team dinner – McDonalds drive-through it is then Jason!
See you all in September!
Anne
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