Making an exit

I'm rather sorry that HMQ didn't storm out of her recent photoshoot but grateful that it was not in the same manner as I exited recently.

Of course it was beneath me but then so was the quality of debate - it is so patently clear that the most efficient way to divide into five a gateau between two adults and three children is to allow each adult to enjoy one quarter and each child one sixth. The arguments for any other methodology were hardly cogent but something pushed me over the edge. Even the splendid surroundings of an Adam drawing room with its matching doors was not going to persuade me to stay. I mentioned matching doors because sadly the door through which I made my dramatic exit was not the one through which I had entered the room; instead it was an identical door in the opposite corner which led instead to ..... a cupboard. In fact a very dark cupboard after I had slammed the door behind me which was itself microseconds before I appreciated my situation. Returning was the most difficult entrance I have ever had to make as my debating pals choked on their port. Note to self: always plan ones exit in case of emergency.