I've spent the day as an S.B.F - sans bureau fixe - and *shock horror* have had to work upstairs with MissusAccountsLady (who shall forthwith be known as Marge)

It's so nice to be kept up to date about 'things' in general, even more so when the 'thing' in question is your office.

A simple "oh by the way, your office is being redecorated on friday" would have been enough.

To cut a long story longer: i arrived this morning to find that my office had been ransacked and left looking as though a group of trampys had had one hell of a party in there.

If i'd been forewarned i'd've moved the important life saving stuff out (the chocolate biscuits, the earl grey tea) removed the compromising pictures and perhaps even taken a few dossiers to w.o.r.k on

Hélas, it wasn't deemed important enough to pre-warn me ... pfft

I'm working tomorrow ... again :'(