Hello All,
Before I embark on my weekly rant, let me first announce the Wispa winner from my last entry. After being flooded with numerous accusations of who the Meteor thief is, the winner with the best accusation is Helen Meade. Helen suggests that it was Rosemary Bergin who stole my baby bells, as Rose is trying to save for a patio set (as we know by now Rose is building a patio funded by her children's allowance). Well done Helen, a wispa from the shop downstairs will be winging its way over to you very soon.
This week has been alarmingly quiet on the gossip front. Even Nuala didn't have anything to tell me. Herself and Dee C were too tired after their hill walking expedition. Apparently they had not practised enough on the HSQ stairs, and their legs felt the burn. Well done girls on taking on the hills of Cork (think it was there) for the weekend instead of a 24 box set.
I was startled this lunchtime to see Philip eating gone off sandwiches. He tried to insist they were pumpkin seeds - I have never heard this before, after all I was brought up on Brennans finest, but I will let him off this time. I am devastated that my poor Kate is on her way up to the sixth floor. I told her it won't be long until I join her up there as head of Finance so not to worry. Kate you will be dearly missed on the 3rd floor and I'll admit it now you are my fashion icon. Paris Hilton has nothing on you.
Ok because it is 17 degrees I am now logging off as I don't work well in the heat. No competition this time as my budget has been cut.
Enjoy your weekend
M
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