Four of us sat down round the table: two female lawyers from Park Catering Company, my lawyer, and me. Bizarrely, one of the women from Park produced a teddy bear and placed it on the table. A lucky charm, perhaps?
I quickly realised that we’d seriously misread the meeting’s dynamic when the bear began to speak, in a southern drawl.
“So ya wanna layona picnic?”
“Sandwiches, canapes, quiches, that sort of thing,” I explained.
The bear chewed gum. “Quiches? Hmm...” His lawyers held their breath.
“OK,” the bear said, to everyone’s relief.
We celebrated with tea. The bear had honey.
I quickly realised that we’d seriously misread the meeting’s dynamic when the bear began to speak, in a southern drawl.
“So ya wanna layona picnic?”
“Sandwiches, canapes, quiches, that sort of thing,” I explained.
The bear chewed gum. “Quiches? Hmm...” His lawyers held their breath.
“OK,” the bear said, to everyone’s relief.
We celebrated with tea. The bear had honey.
