This Week not in the Office I

You may have noticed a cunningly subtle change in the title of this weeks episode. The change has been intigated because, to put it bluntly, we are not in the office. It would indeed be a case of "and when he got there, the office was bare" at the moment if I was to attempt to visit the office during the next 6 weeks. It is, shall we say, like Fat Bat's head: there's nothing in it.

It's the summer holiday, you see. Isn't that wonderful? Now, instead of being kept indoors all day at school, we can be kept indoors all day by the weather!!

Perhaps the most unfortunate thing about the summer holidays is that I cannot escape from the curse of Fat Bat. He goes to the same church as me. Which means I see him every Sunday.

Apart from Fat, isn't it funny how everyone seems to just disappear during the summer? I mean, perhaps it's just me noticing this, but where do they all go? It's like there is a mass exodus from Britain as soon as the summer holiday begins and they all just vanish. Even the members of my family (my brother in particular, but he has a habit of vanishing, usually to be found underneath the table or in the airing cupboard hiding from some unknown invisible torment.....or mabye just himself) manage to pull this off sometimes. Just today they said: "Right, Al, we are going out for an hour to get some shopping". That was at 10:00am. They have not returned yet.

Anyway, I must dash.

Elsewhere outside of the Office This Week:

• Fat Bat turned up for church wearing a bright (almost glowing) orange t-shirt, proceding to give mostly everyone headaches for the entire service from just the reflection of it.
• The Webmaster managed somehow to phone me every day this week for a number of pointless and tedious conversations.
• I drank too much coffee and became a jittering wreck.
• I put in too many bullet points again.

Till next week,

Bigal

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