Yesterday, a package arrived at work for me.
It contained my prize from YnB over at Two Yorks and a Bean, for having luckily guessed who lurked behind which front door in one of her recent photo competitions.
Apparently, the little chap is called Ben, and despite having spent a while sealed into a confined airtight container, assures me that he is not related to David Blaine.
Once out of his package, the little sod drank half my coffee, burped loudly and started checking some of the drawings scattered about my desk.
I can see that we’re going to have to set a few ground rules.
The trouble is…. he’s bigger than me!
