And readers, Ms B has got the job! Starting Monday I will be based, daytimes, in a secret location in the centre of town, to which I will be flown every morning in a private helicopter, landing on my own personal helipad. I can’t tell you what it is; it’s top secret. You’ll all know about it soon enough, one way or another, but you’ll never know I was involved. One day I might write my memoir.
And for today I have important Baroque work to do in town, involving a moleskine notebook and a couple of cups of coffee. Oliver, the perspicaceous commenter, will be pleased.
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Well, congratulations, Ms B – no better woman!
Hurrah. Next coffee’s on you
What’s the job? I’ve had my head stapled to my Mac these last few weeks, so am rather behind.
Thankyouthankyou… Ben, I only found out the thing existed yesterday lunchtime! If I told you what it was I’d have to shoot you. We’ll have that coffee
Hmmmm mysterious
I’ve had no access to my computer for a whole week (a little matter of changing my broadband provider which was a lot more hassle than I’d foreseen), so I’ve only just seen your reply to my post last week.
I’m positively glowing at your kindly noting my perspicacity – especially as I’ve been feeling distressed about an employment problem of a close relative. And however mysterious the details are for the time being, I’m delighted about your new Baroque work in town.