Well I'm back... God bless our bed man, the office is sticky and I'm sure my feet smell... 5pm, thankfully the work ethic of my colleagues reminds me of Fred Flinstone and first yell from the brontosaurus and he's running... i have no idea if that's how you spell brontosaurus...

Thought for the day... If bars can stop serving drunk people, can McDonald's stop serving fatties???

Quiz night tonight! I LOVE quizzes as long as I'm winning and feeling smart, lets hope it's one of those occasions, otherwise I have to come back and tell my first lie on my blog tomorrow... just kidding.

OK ta ta.

Up up and away...

OK... 3.24... Got to see my biggest client, he sells beds... SO this needs to be quick... Hmmm...
in the office with three mid 40's ladies, it's kind of like hanging with your Mums friends... OK chow for now...