Tuesday, 19 February 2008

Whiplash Killed The Silver Son

Tuesday, 1st April 1997

I come back from Easter holiday to the newly refurbished downstairs of Pharma Balimo and my new desk. Everything is as it should be; the splendour of order, the freedom of movement, the total lack of panic and disorder honeys the air with calm and peace.

April Fool! Welcome to Pandemonium. Oh alright, it's not that bad. Actually it's rather nice, the blue dividers and the beech tabletops, and try as I might I cannot get my desk in a mess. Everything works okay, so what have I got to complain about? Nothing. I'm just like that.

Hope your weekend was long and lovely. Mmmm. Right, I'll shut up now.

#B^{)}

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