The Roly Poly Man

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

It was cold and dark out today. I would have liked to stay in bed, but sadly no-one pays me to stay in my scratcher.

Bastards.

Having said that, today wasn't so bad. I wasn't busy really and just spent my day writing SQL queries, trying to figure out data on a very old database. Smock thinks it is really difficult and that I need help. 

I do not dissuade her in this. It never pays to let your boss know that doing your job requires as much brain-power as doing a big pump.

Lemon came in, looking tired. She was the chaperone at a disco for 9 year olds yesterday. "It's funny," she sighed. "Two hours doesn't sound like a long time..." She didn't even bother finishing her sentence.

Caro went off glamping today so it is just me and the boys here tonight. I'm a bit annoyed about this actually, because I've been trying to get her to go glamping with me for months. It's not that I mind her going without me; my concern is that it will be rubbish and therefore she will veto all future glamping plans that I might have. And my plans would NOT have been rubbish.

I just got a text from her. There's a narrow bed and a tiny toilet. You see?! You see my problem here?? My glamping lavvy would have been big enough to house a family. Now she will never know.

As usual, I'm watching all the films that I know Caro would not countenance were she here. I have re-watched The Roly Poly Man, which may be one of the bizarrest films I have ever seen. 

To summarise, it features an exploding nun, a giant Amazonian leech and the line, "I'd been to the big house before. When I was younger and prettier. That was when I met Spider. I'll never forget Spider. Or the tattoo on the inside of his muscular thigh."

You can see why I consider it a bit of a classic.

S.