Sealing......

Work yesterday, was rather exciting (compared to the usual diet of inaccurate spelling and perverts, that is) and fraught with danger......

We were minding our own business in the dispensary, when, with an almighty crash....part of the ceiling fell in.

After I checked that nobody was lying crushed under the half ton of plaster that had descended (I may be exaggerating a teeny bit here) I called 'Robert ('Hi, my name's Robbie...is your query urgent? ' Noooo, not at all, we're merely buried beneath a mountain of egg and dart cornicing here.') in the maintenance department and gave him graphic details of a smashed computer, dust, rubble, and impending death from a further piece of ceiling that was hanging from a few exposed electrical wires.

'Put up a wet floor sign, love', said Bob the Builder, 'and that'll remind you not to stand under the dangerous bit.'

I was lost in admiration - it must take years of training to hand out advice that useful.......