Evening wenches. Had a busy day at work. Colleague and I have decided that when we get asked “are you in the middle of something?” by one of the bosses (as happened today), the answer may as well be “yes, but does it matter?” as they just carry on yapping at you and expect their stuff to take priority. Then the copier we’ve not had very long decided to play up. All this on top of a frankly shocking night’s sleep was not a happy mix.
Anyway. M is indeed for Mison. Helen, what would I do without you?
It is also for Marchal, Apricot. Mmmmmm.
That is a brilliant dream Wicked (though for the wrong reasons)
. And it’s your right as a worker to join in the protest against work by watching trashy TV. In fact, I think you get extra points for such thoroughness 
Jon’s going to massage your migraine away Badderz and he’s going to do it in a most imaginative way.
I bet Marchal could sort out your banging headache Apricot with some, erm, well you can probably guess 