The situation is this: Dr Grant has gone missing with the children, there is a T-Rex on the loose, and no one seems to have a clue where anyone else is. But don't worry: Hammond has taken it upon himself to choose this as the perfect moment to sit down to a massive dinner in the canteen. It would also appear that this is a great time to talk philosophy with Dr Grant's bae, Ellie, instead of trying to round up all the bloodthirsty dinosaurs. Don't worry, she's not panicking either. The man she loves is out in the wilderness being hunted by genetically imbalanced monsters, but actually, this spoonful of white pudding (probably tapioca) looks far more preferable than saving any lives. "It's good", she says as she licks the spoon copious times.
I love Stephen King and music festivals; I eat my toast upside down; I daydream about getting married probably a bit too much; and I wish every day for a pet sausage dog puppy (who never materialises – sob).