A small and slowly unfolding tale

If you get to work before 8am you're in seasonal trouble because they don't put the heating on until then which means you've got to wait a good half an hour for the joint to warm up. Naturally, I've submitted a suggestion (euphemism for complaint).It was so cold today that I only ventured out to the bench once. Carole was there of course sporting a short-sleeved tee-shirt. 'Aren't you cold?' 'Getting there'. But not, apparently, as cold as the tortoises who are now re-housed in their own brand new fridge.

It's a long time since I watched Blue Peter; I think Petra might have passed on by now. However, I definitely remember them packing the tortoises away in boxes of straw for the winter so what's all this fridge business? It's a new theory...they have to be kept at a specific temperature. You can wrap them in towels and pop them in with the cheese and salad but you mustn't use the hemp that Ron had inadvertantly purchased. Take a look at this link to see everyone's at it!

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-518454/Close-door-trying-sleep-The-woman-keeps-75-hibernating-tortoises-fridges.html

You wouldn't want to be trying to retrieve that bottle of wine if you'd finished one already; particularly if you had a sudden craving for a frozen pastie. Still, you could always use the hemp to insulate your office.

By the way, Liam has dumped me claiming I need an independent technician; so, basically, it's all my fault. Even Bob lasted longer than this one although sadly not long enough to fix the dishwasher!