Yesterday I picked on the pie warmer at soccer.

Run by volunteers, typically for 30 or 60 minutes. Totally unaware of what has come before, or gone after.

But then my mind roamed to the pie warmers that I see late at night in service stations. It’s cold outside. You have just filled up with petrol. You duck inside to pay, and there it is. Nice, warm, (wet and soggy) meat pies.

Sitting in an incubator with no temperature monitoring (why don’t they just put a temperature logger in each one!!!).

Run by staff who gave up caring two weeks into the job.

But they must be safe, because they still exist.