some kind of dinosaur head, which amused me during a 90 minute friday afternoon meeting (and they expect me to pay attention !!!)
the coffee was rotten, and the biscuits were kept at the other end of the table (too conspicuous to get up and reach over for some during the various updates and discussion points)
still one of my favourite meetings because it's an ongoing exercise in arse-covering; these guys have messed-up good, and are desperately trying to save face by doing some serious last minute maneouvering.
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