Friday, 21 February 2014

And the award for the most creative way to return a borrowed pen goes to...


...Mr Skimble Shanks, for this little beauty that further brightened up my already bright day!

Take one borrowed Miss Bic for Her* biro, and cunningly disguise it in a padded envelope sent from Singapore, complete with customs declaration marks.  Make and print a fake label with the pen owner's work address, and attach to the front of the envelope.  Put this envelope inside a company internal mail envelope and send to the pen owner...

Maybe it's just cos it's Friday, but I was tickled pink to receive this surprise foreign package at work.
(I was also very glad to get my pen back, as my other one has just run out**.)

Thank you! 

*Other gender-specific writing implements are probably not available.
**As a woman, I can't be trusted with more than one pen at a time.

Saturday, 8 February 2014

*Guest Artist Corner*#3 (or "Oh yes he did...")

So last year my Partner-in-Crime decided to write a pantomime script, as you do...

I'm very proud to say that not only did he write possibly* the best pantomime script EVER, but I had the privilege to act in it alongside some of the loveliest and talented people you could ever meet. 


The whole thing was so joy-inducing it makes me want to be in panto forever!
Thank you thank you thank you, everyone**. 

* Disclaimer: I've not actually read that many panto scripts.
**Including the little boy who said that the Page (me) was his favourite character, because of being so happy all the time!  Bless! 

My friend went to BETT...

My doormat has been disappointingly empty of late...  so let's hear it for the company internal mail system!

Here's a lovely surprise I received in a big shiny orange envelope, courtesy of fellow blogger and all round top bloke Mike:


A musing on mail:
Maybe the use of superfluous postal admin (Mike works just downstairs) adds to the excitement of both sending and receiving something.  Why hand-deliver a birthday card, say, when you can pay the Royal Mail 60p to do it for you in secret?  Does the added risk that it may never get there, or at least on time, make the whole thing a bit more of an adventure?  And does the recipient feel a bit happier knowing that someone has gone to the extra trouble of formal postage?