. I know we’re all mad busy running around after people, chasing work and doing what our boss “needs” (sometimes I think our bosses actually need something else entirely but that’s another story) but I want you to do something for me, dear reader. I want you to write a letter to someone. A nice letter too, not one from “Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells”. Because nice letters really make a
T mailed me when she got an email asking her to come along to a relaunch. I wrote back in approximately 0.00001 seconds “Are you kidding? Of course!” Tortilla hasn’t reached our sleepy corner of Hampshire and only came on the scene after T pretty much left London, so it was new to her to be honest, and she hadn’t realised that it was my “occasional treat lunch” from my office
. So, T has this theory that staying in is the new going out, what with money being a bit tighter than it has been, with all the weirdos out there and the unfortunate lose-your-licence-if-you-drink-and-drive thing. By the way,talking of weirdos, have you seen the young people of today? They must have a highly developed sense of smell, as that’s the only thing that they can be using to navigate.