Ensconced up here, above the calm north sea I squint and pretend I can see Holland and its 57 cricket pitches (amongst other things) - I can't though. I can see the speck that is Sealand. There are no cricket pitches there. In fact there is not much there at all - Just some rust and ladders and some old broadcasting equipment.
I should imagine that Sealand flouts almost all office clichés... There would be plenty of dull moments and I think being mad is not one of the prerequisites for a job there - quite the opposite. you wouldn't want somebody flipping their wig out there on a metal island in the sea either - good idea for a film though - bit Dead Calm meets The Shining. Cheap budget though...
How much time has that filled up?
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