We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Incendiary

Seth's been walking round with a grin on his face and T.Aldous is in full stroppy panic. This can only mean one thing...

Fire inspection!

T.Aldous is in a flap because we've done precisely nothing in response to the last fire inspection report (I wouldn't want you to think that we've just the one standard response to any inspection reports, even though it's true).

The Acq. Team have been working through the influenza like Trojans and have got the backlog down to just twenty boxes in the fire escape corridor. The official line now is that these boxes will be moved to the dispatch room, where they should have been in the first place. Quite what's happening with all the crap that's been stuffed in the dispatch room for the past decade and a half is beyond our collective imagination.

Unless T.Aldous is building a tunnel, too.

2 comments:

Gustavus Adolphus said...

Finally Amelia Earhart will be found discussing matters of mutual concern with Lord Lucan while they're taking Shergar out for his daily trot

Kevin Musgrove said...

I hadn't figured on T.Aldous clearing out his office...