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Tuesday, February 24, 2009


More set-dressing for the Corporate Directorate's visitation...

Sat at my desk doing what they pay me for I heard a lot of scuffling and rummaging just round the corner. I looked round and there was T.Aldous, rearranging the rubbish in one of the bins so that it didn't detract from the artistic excellence of the visioning board.

Glancing away, I caught Maybelle's eye. She had the most graphically-epxpressive "what the fuck?!?" expression I've ever seen written right across her face. We both spent the following five minutes biting pencils as we worked so that we didn't laugh out loud.


Lavinia said...

Dear me, this sounds like the rubbish world's equivalent of the comb-over!

Kevin Musgrove said...

A colleague suggests "yoghurt pot-over"