Work drivel

a whole hour of my life has just been spent listening to utter, utter drivel. Spouted by the head boy of the company. He failed to answer any questions directly and just wittered on inanely.

But he didn't fool anyone....there's no bonus this year.

Again.

On the plus side, there was a lovely little Israeli-Otter this weekend...
"I like that sofa, what style is it"
"I think it's Georgian"
"oh, George and Barabara like it too"
"?"


I'll explain about Israeli-Otters in more detail soon.