The Offering.

At work, there has been a long history of bizarre and surreal birthday presents. Today, I was given this by Sylwia. My initial worries were only partly helped by the fact that she told me it was a 'wiejska', a Polish 'village sausage', although I won't be totally confident until I actually open it tomorrow. For the love of god, I hope it is, indeed, a sausage.

In the past, I have received a milk-frother, a butter dish in the shape of a ship, a pig's ear, a Captain Pugwash T-shirt and some herring, among others. You don't have to be mad to work here, but....blah blah.