The veriest bliss

For most of today there's been no Management Group presence in any of our libraries. None of us know what we should do in the event of an emergency but this has been the case every other Saturday for the past three years so we plan on following the other ranks' prevailing best guess (eat the dead and give cups of tea to the survivors).

What has been wonderful is that the 'phones have been lovely and quiet. This can't have been because senior managers weren't sitting in their offices with their telephones through to other people's desks despite leaving messages with all and sundry to ring them back as a matter of urgency:

"Could I speak to T.Aldous please."

"I'll just check and see if he's around."

"He must be, he just rang me and told me to ring him back."