Wow, what a dinner!

If You'Re a council delegate you can go to the NZUSA dinner and have a wow of a time. This year the fruit and cream cakes started living earlier than usual—there could be no speeches, the mouthers could not stand the foody barrage.

As cakes impregnated the air at cracking speed, one Vic delegate (a bird) was forced to take refuge under the table. Organisation collapsed. It is not expected the dinner will be reconvened, even though most "guests" were forced to flee the scene.