The Nation's Greatest Whiteboard now has a new grid drawn upon it. In the four weeks it's been on the wall it's had umpteen generations but aside from the word "Name" which graced a corner for a fortnight and "Kilroy farted here" which lasted an hour there's been sod all other use of the thing.
Each time I walk past it I have to quell the urge to start playing noughts and crosses or battleships.
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