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We have recently told you, we were in the middle of some serious cake wars. Now, there is SERIOUS hell on with another touchy subject! We have, over the last few days, had a re-shuffle of our work stations and are at present, all sitting together in one part of the building having some serious bonding sessions. Previously we had two teams at either end of our lovely building and the coffee round was quite simple, consisting of about 5 or 6 cups, at any one time. Now, the round consists of about 12! No way José I hear you say. If anyone slightly shifts in their seat, the cups go up in the air like an excited school child who knows the answer. So at this point, nobody dares move. The hell started when our very own 8ft Ginger Ninja Graeme, came sauntering back into our work space with his own made coffee! What’s all that about? Shocking! We have decided as a group, excluding the Ninja, that an egg HAS to be placed into his coffee for his sins! Juvenile? Eggs-actly!