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Anyway, after a half-hour ride (the roads in Bournemouth and Poole are ridiculous) we arrived in Poole’s old town and wandered into the venue. I then did normal work party things. I had another couple of I’m A Proud Dad Freaking Awesome Daughter Shirt (the bar was unexpectedly free), laughed at the senior persons bad jokes and rubbish anecdotes, ate a mediocre salmon meal and applauded when the “best of” awards were handed out. Plus general circulation. There was a dance floor and music but I steered clear of that. There are limits. Now as mentioned previously I had only just joined this company, so I wasn’t particularly concerned about not recognising anyone. At some point near midnight however Jim wandered over to me with a concerned look on his face.
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