Good morning Everybody. Is Everybody fine? Today’s little share is one of pure escapism. More shenanigans are afoot wouldn’t you know… Keep your eyes on the skies whilst we learn the of the latest…
Living on the Edge; Onward and Upwards…
Having worked in the offices of Slipshod, Claremont and Hussey, The Three Graces, as they had affectionately come to be known by their co-workers, decided that they had had enough.
Enough false positivity. Enough jargon. Enough ‘right ways to go about things’. Enough.
And so, at a quarter past ten this morning, just as a particularly disappointing new client made an entrance, the three friends agreed to stop blue-sky-thinking and exit to try blue-sky-living. So far it’s going very well. On a warm southerly breeze, they can currently be seen bibbing and bobbing as they drift over Lytham St Annes. As they go they are scattering fragments of an eon’s-worth of documents. If you are nearby and you happen to look up, you may think that you are seeing wayward confetti escaping a wedding ceremony. You know differently now but please, keep it to yourself. They were each supposed to give six months’ notice… xxx
