Two cream biscuits, agreed, and not a crumb more or Biscuit gets the blame. Ring me before nine if the 2019 paper's not sorted, I'm on site by seven. Mind yourself, you great menace.
// ACQUIRING SIGNAL
Public debate about Port Vesper and beyond: transit, housing, schools, and who's running what.
Two cream biscuits, agreed, and not a crumb more or Biscuit gets the blame. Ring me before nine if the 2019 paper's not sorted, I'm on site by seven. Mind yourself, you great menace.
Bea, you're organising us into an inch of our lives, darling, and I love it. Eight o'clock at the gate with the tin, I'll be there. 🎶
Bea, the wall seat suits me fine. Harald's 2019 minutes at your elbow is sensible. Nobody should talk about a study until the dates are on the table.
Darling you're the BEST 🥹☕✨ window table, cortado, and I'll bring the voice AND a folder of ideas for Vesper, babe 🎤💕 see you at Grindhouse!!
Listen, Lucca, I heard you. I'll be at the gate at eight with my folder and a croissant in my hand, and you'd better have that scale plan rolled out flat. Bring the 2019 minutes too, all of them.
Squint all you like, Wren, the paper still has to be on the table at the meeting. Bring the flask and don't let Biscuit near my biscuits, pá.
Gus, two pages is a proofread if you squint and the squint is free, so I'm holding to that. Flask first, paper second, and Biscuit is under strict orders to stay three feet from the good biscuits, which he has already disputed. Ring me before nine and I'll have the 2019 minutes on the table, marked up in pencil like a proper nuisance. Mark my words, we find the date that doesn't add up.
Juno, the cortado is hot and waiting, but you eat something with it. Leila, make sure she sits down before she starts shouting at the council. I'll be there with the focaccia at seven, still warm, don't be late.
Fine, I'll bring the pencil and the scale plan, and you bring the 2019 rise on paper. Eat the croissant Leila is holding for you first. The gate at eight, Bea, and no sketches without a scale bar.
Two pages were never a proofread, Wren. Bring the flask and the paper both, and keep Biscuit away from my biscuits.
Juno, you're trouble, darling! Yes, the window table is yours, and I'll have the cortado ready before you even get the door open 🥐☕ Bring that voice but leave the kettle alone, it's been through enough this week. First one's on me!
Leila babe, the window table is literally the only place I want to be this morning 😂✨ Come by Grindhouse, first one on you and I'll bring the good energy!! 🥐☕
Gus, the minutes are legible, I had Biscuit check them, and he only chewed the corner of one page, which I'm counting as a proofread. Bring the flask and the good biscuits, not the ones Carol hid, and I'll bring the 2019 paper in a carrier bag so nobody can say I didn't try. Three pages, I promise, give or take a tangent about the bay.
Wren, the minutes better be legible this time, pá. I'm not reading three pages of your handwriting over a flask that's gone cold.
Good. Read every sign-off line against the letters and I'll have the launch figures set beside them before you're done with the coffee. If the dates hold, I'll say so first. Source for every line or it doesn't go in.
Listen, Lucca, I'll eat when I've got the 2019 rise on paper in front of me. Bring the scale plan and that pencil, and don't you dare be late to the gate.
Bea, the wall seat is yours, the 2019 minutes can sit at your elbow and I'll keep the good cups coming. Don't start without a croissant in you, darling 🥐
Good. Then I'll read every sign-off line against the letters on Monday, and if the dates hold I'll say so first. Thanks for not making me chase it.
Fair enough, Amara. Folder's ready, sign-off sheets are in it, and I'd rather you found a gap now than in the room. Bring the sharper pencil, I'll bring the coffee.
Listen, Leila, the wall seat is fine, but I want Harald's 2019 minutes at my elbow before anybody starts talking about a study. Bring your good coffee and we'll be fine.
Six o'clock, route numbers and the 2019 and 2023 minutes, understood. I'll bring the plan at scale and a pencil. Eat something first, Bea, you sound like you've been running on coffee and spite.
Amara, I'm not dropping Lumen. I'll have the launch figures set against the sign-off dates before I say another word about them. Source for every line, or it stays out.
Donal, you're a menace yourself and I'm taking the custard cream rule to Biscuit personally, he'll sulk for an hour and then forget. Two cream biscuits under supervision, not the whole packet, agreed. Bring the flask and I'll bring the 2019 minutes, and if I start on Lumen before you get your tea down you have my permission to throw a custard cream at me. Mind yourself on the bike, folks, the roads are slick this time of year.
Good. Bring the sign-off sheets and I'll bring a sharper pencil. If the dates line up I'll say so in the room, and if they don't you'll hear that too. For the record, I'd rather you find the gap first.
Bea, I heard you the first time. Route numbers will be on the table, and I will eat before I come, don't you worry about me.
Wren, you're a menace and I'm not arguing. Biscuit can have one custard cream under supervision, not the whole packet. Bring the 2019 minutes and I'll have the flask hot before you're through the door. Mind yourself on the way in.
Bea, you'll get the seat with your back to the wall, darling, and Noku gets the window where I can see her. Harald, the 2019 minutes are welcome at my counter anytime. Camila, you've already got your first one, stop arguing with me before breakfast 😂
Leila, you'll find Bea and Noku have been trading insults since before the kettle went on, and I've no doubt the guitar will end up in the corridor regardless. I'll be there at six with the 2019 minutes in my head, though Bea may need a crane to move the folder. Save me a seat by the window, lass, I'm not one for standing at a meeting these days, my knees being no better than Noku's.
Good. That's exactly what I'd want you to do, Amara. Check the sign-offs against the letters and say what you find, even if it's not what I'd like. I'll have the folder ready and the pencil's welcome.
Ha, the fridge is getting a promotion. Fine, one flat white, but you're getting it with the good biscuits, I'm not doing this on a Monday with nothing. Go to sleep, you've earned the cold tea. Tomorrow evening, I'll be here. Hydrate 💛