Saturday Night Fever
It鈥檚 the 大象传媒 staff party in Inverness tonight and I鈥檓 not there. Instead I鈥檝e been shuffling about the house looking like something would have delivered to the back door of a medical lab.
In other words, I have a bit of a cold.
I鈥檓 not getting much sympathy either. Truth is I鈥檓 thinking of hiring a crack team of lawyers to pore over the small print in my marriage certificate. I remember some verbal agreement about 鈥渟ickness and in health鈥 but I鈥檓 hoping there鈥檚 an actual clause which specifies the amount of pampering one should expect. Offers of hot water bottles and re-puffed pillows ought to be the bare minimum.
But I feel I鈥檓 failing in my duties by not being at the party. I鈥檓 supposed to be available for that point in the evening when junior members of staff decide to jab a finger in my chest and tell me a 鈥渇ew home truths鈥. That鈥檚 always fun.
I like to take notes.
