We're currently in a (rare) two-hour break in our annual Delta Week schedule. For the uninitiated, it's an excuse for our international offices to descend on London, ram themselves into corners and see how many nights out in a row they can handle before they admit defeat and go home.
Today is Delta Day itself - which means a morning of presentations by the global teams. Then it's an afternoon of drinks with clients. Then, in the (almost) final challenge, a night of partying at the Spin Bar.
This year we were determined to ensure a satisfying number of members of the public accidentally wandered in off the street - so we employed the services of the LEWIS Circus (cue stiltwalkers, jugglers and a blue bloke with a worryingly small loincloth.) We also had a fleet (OK, two) LEWIS taxis outside, ferrying clients and staff to and from the event.
Now the party starts proper. Time to dust off the dancing hat and to get into my drinking shoes...
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