We're having far too much fun. This morning it started off with the life and work of Hylda Baker.
Then we got onto the subject of that bloke who used to do the halls with a strongman act, closing up by throwing a cartwheel up in the air and catching it on the spike on his helmet.
This progressed naturally to the bloke who used to sing "Mule Train" whilst smacking himself about the head with a tin tea tray.
Then we remembered how old we really are and started worrying where all these received memories are coming from.
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Hell's bells, your staff meetings are far better than ours, which have long since degenerated into talking shops for those with nothing to say. I bring in work and do it ostentatiously (I'm senior enough that I can't be criticized for this) but not enough people get the point.
Oh, the staff meetings are dismal, Inky. This is work!
Probably came from '100 Greatest variety acts shown on TV before we had something like choice' programmes.
I think we've had all Denis Norden implants. Possibly when we were abducted by aliens.
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