The Gorse Fox had spent the evening checking his email, his text messages, and instant messages. Everything was clearly under control and GF could relax. He went to bed and drifted into that blissful semi-consciousness that occurs just before sleep finally enfolds you.
That's when the phone rang. Evidently there was a further section that required some attention and was the Gorse Fox working on it. He explained that he was not - and that writing proposal documents does not feature in the panoply of thrills that he associates with bed.
He wandered back upstairs and went back to bed.
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