Tt is five minutes until the grand leaving ceremony for Pepe Le Poilblanc who has been with us some years now, and is now leaving us for another publishing company where he will no doubt wow them with his going down in the lift impressions, and his tales of people with whom he has 'guarded pigs'. Despite others of his persuasion filling up the hold at Pedantic, he was, truly, the only gay in our village, the nicest, kindest, sweetest and most natural person you could hope to meet anywhere. I have to keep reminding myself that he's not dead, but only sparkling somewhere else, but the office is indeed very dead without him.
Work, as I've said a few hundred times before, is the new family. Sad when you're from a broken home.
Work, as I've said a few hundred times before, is the new family. Sad when you're from a broken home.
