A morning's worth of progress became badly derailed as, in the middle of an exercise where we split into groups to identify and discuss strengths and weaknesses within the Library Service, a figure materialised at the back of the room, like the shopkeeper in Mister Benn.
It was T.Aldous.
A wave of tension ran through the room. Daisy Duck grabbed my arm and hissed:
"What the fuck is he doing here? Is he staying? If he's staying, I'm off!"
Similar mutterings could be heard from other tables. I had no more idea than Daisy as to what was going on. And I was even more puzzled when the rest of Policy Team materialised.
It turned out that they'd arrived to partake of the free lunch "to be supportive."