First Ministerial Cakes
I always try to judge the mood of the First Minister and his likely approach to our meetings from the biscuits he has got to offer us. To be fair there is always tea and coffee on offer – strong tea for me and Rhodri, black coffee for Ieuan and Mike.
Often there are biscuits. Run of the mill, routine business usually means a plate of Rich Tea or Digestives. If it is a lighter hearted agenda then we might get some Jammy Dodgers. If the meeting is statesman like, Bourbons will be offered.
Imagine my surprise yesterday when, on entering the First Minister’s office, confronting me on the table was a plate of large, indeed gargantuan, mouth watering, gastric juice inducing sticky cakes. We have never had cakes before. What could this mean? What would Jamie Oliver say? Indeed, so large were the cakes that the First Minister was forced to hack them apart with the cake tongs that he had, no knife being available. We then started to devour the cakes. An explanation for the cakes arrived in the form of Finance Minister, Sue Essex. It became clear that the reason for the cakes was that the Finance Minister likes sticky cakes!
Peter Black said on November 15th, 2006 at 6:09 pm:
Obviously trying to soften you up for the budget negotiations!