the rummers of my Recovery have been greatly exaggerated.
though triking, handbikeing have been improving, being shackled to a desk has been causing problems! i have put in a request for a better lard chair, though i will probably no-longer be working at the office.
i was going to enrol in hermiting night classes but they only do a correspondence course as attending a class sort of misses the point of the hole hermiting thing, by the time it arrives.
the silk mankeeny thong has improved the woollen comfort and is quiet fetching, though i do draw the line at sequins(thank you for the suggestion byegad)
there is talk of putting weekly bin collections back on and some people decrying this as not being environmentally friendly, just think of all the bonfires spouting thick black toxic smoke in to the air that will stop.
putting speed limits up on motorways, fuel consumption drasticly increases when a car travels above 60mph, yet the campaign to bring in a blanket 20mph in town is floundering, it just makes it clear how powerful the car lobby is.
my attempt to match these ideas has sadly failed to come even close to being as humerus, a tax on bottled water seems a bit to sensible!
unfortunately the canoe race i organised around the car park to day had to be canceld because of lack of water, canoes, paddles and any one willing to take part.
i am still hopeful my team building efforts will pay-off eventually and some of the staffs nervous ticks will subside.