There is EF shaped hole in the East Wing.
There is no-one to squeal at the dogs opposite, laugh at the sausage dog in the camouflage with big man, to give me weird animal pictures from the paper, or to talk about the ‘cat of death’ with.
The Powerballads are going to be taken over by Zarina ‘alternative music’ Raja…
I’m just not sure how I’m going to cope… I may have to speak to Dan about being involved in the recruitment process.
A final pea hen to you Fazza, you’ll be missed.
P.S. Probably best not to mention the marzipan babies at your new place of work, they may think you’re a freak.
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