Not much has happened really... Some nice emails from friends and to friends to report :-)
Work's been different today, everybody is smart as there was a big meeting, which I'd forgotten about. Z rather cheekily said that as I had no food stains on me, I was in smart mode - le vache qui rit?
Small dilemma, do you point out to the woman in the office that her skirt has ridden up and the tops of her stockings are showing? I told her (discretely!) on the grounds I would point out to a bloke if he had any 'wardrobe issues' - an embarrassed thank you was the result.
Everyone in the meeting was super complimentary about my skillz and it was nice to hear them all say it's good to have an IT person that says 'yes' to most things - I'm sure it was not much different before - they are just a kindly bunch... Spaniards, Russians, Irish and English - we were in the Orwell hotel, which if you're a literary whizz you'll say to yourself - ah, the international brigade from Homage To Catalunya!.
We're just off for a mammoth work/pub sesh - then home to clean through for my w/e house guest :-)
On reflection perhaps the title of this post isn't really appropriate?
Check out the young fat boy...
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