Saturday morning, Council of the EU – There is an undeniable tinge of the delirious and the hung over in the air. Last night’s antics and free beverages have taken their toll on the delegates.
Panic has started rippling through the Council, as ladies with last night’s mascara still intact and men with pale pasty faces are starting to realise that they have already consumed all water in the vicinity. Meanwhile the pong of Stella is most poignant on breaths and the unenthusiastic voices and dreariness on EU enlargement promise to make it a long day for all.
It is hoped that the promised provisions of cake, waffles and coffee will arrive in time still, to ensure improvement. In the meantime, all that can be done is to ensure the concerned that they are not alone.