Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Pot, printing and comedy.

1. Our work coffee pot got broken last week; today, a colleague arrives with a new one.

2. Early in the evening Jason arrives with the service card for his aunt's funeral -- can he use my computer to lay it out; and then a bit later, Fenella turns up with her wedding order of service -- can I proofread it. There can't be many people that this happens to -- apart from vicars and printers, I suppose.

3. Black Books -- in particular, Bernard trying to get injured to avoid doing his tax return by walking up to three skinheads and asking: 'Which of you three bitches would like to dance.' And also, the scene where he sweeps the customers out of his shop with a broom so he can close early and drink wine.

Reset, company and jazzies.

1. After the morning rush, I settle in with a book, aiming for a quick reset. 2. My son comes looking for a chat and some reassurance. Then ...