I do believe I was present back in 2003 when Teethgrinder discovered the joys of this free food along with that strange man with the onions and moustache (though he didn't have either the onions or the moustache back then), the man who rode between the two of them to Brest and back that year, Dr. Box, Mrs. Box and others.
I believe the sequence of events went something like...
- All finish PBP and have a jolly good time watching other finishers and hang around outside the sports hall.
- Wait for the young naive one to fall asleep on the grass.
- Sneak away for aforementioned meal without informing the young naive one.
- Young 'un wakes up and wonders where everyone has gone, only to find out that they have been gorging themselves on the free feast.
Thanks a lot. 8 years on, and this treachery is neither forgiven nor forgotten