Wednesday, May 09, 2012


It was a fairly ordinary, though quite productive, day at the office. Nothing out of the ordinary to report, just the usual dissembling from certain parties and frantic will to succeed from everyone else.

It was clear, as the day came to an end, that the Gorse Fox was in need of a plate of ribs. Climbing into his personal transport module he headed for Cribbs Causeway and a a plate of TGI Friday's finest.

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