Work today included buying and decorating the Christmas tree. It looks lovely. It would look lovelier if our lights hadn't gone missing. That's the thing about Linden: stuff disappears. Sometimes it mysteriously re-appears; sometimes stuff we've never seen before appears. Like the Santa outfit. That turned up on my desk without so much as a by-your-leave. So now we have two santa suits and no lights.
Two folding tables have gone missing as well.
Life. as the king of Siam might have said, is a puzzlement.
P.S. We do have lights on the tree. Chris went out and bought some. Blow the expense; if someone has to be made redundant to pay for it, so be it. I can safely say that: my job has been classified as vital. (Note it's the job that's vital not me.)
P.P.S. The good news is that the free packet of clotted cream shortbread that came with our Viking order wasn't in the box I droppped down the stairs.