it's not only the race that stops a nation.

its the race that crashes my work's internet.

we were FINE, absolutely doing fantastic an hour before, even up to 5 minutes before the race. the online streaming was working beautifully on the projector. everyone was in the boardroom having a drink and eating antipasto - the good stuff like cheese, twiggy sticks, roast beef, olives and sun dried tomato, crachers and dip when...

*sound stutters*

*silence*

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

online streaming failed...

we were already on "low bandwidth" and we could not go "any lower".

*everyone makes a dash for the IT TV around the corner*

same thing happens.... we thought they were IT ppl and smart and could fix it but they were doing the same thing we were!!! (which probably made it worse cause so many ppl were trying to stream the same thing all at once...).

by the time it got fixed it was finito. finished. gone. fin. over.

ANTI-CLIMAX MUCH
ANTI-CLIMAX MUCH
ANTI-CLIMAX MUCH
ANTI-CLIMAX MUCH
ANTI-CLIMAX MUCH

so everyone was then on their phones trying to find out what had happened, who had one, etc etc.

a couple of the guys in legal for the trifecta. (WOW!!!)
my colleague picked the winner (arguably, against the odds)

but yeah, good afternoon despite the massive hiccup. a lot of buzzing going on the office afterwards. good to socialise, have a drink and catch up with ppl from other floors.

then i went to the little snail for some french protein for dinners with JC.

escagot.
king prawns.
lamb rack.
duck breast.
creme caramel
brie cheese.

yummo. good times!

and as accts truly, topic (one of the many) consisted of. "so do you think this place makes a profit during the weeknight? there are only 7 tables (of like 2 ppl each). the answer was no. ;)