Not that we have money issues but I do know what I would say if the bank phones me about an overdraft
Bank: “we’ve been looking at your account, and we feel that the level of your current overdraft is high given the current economic climate”
Me: “yes, i understand your concern, but we are putting in measures to reduce our dependence on the overdraft and increase our liquidity going forward – soon we should be able to do something about that.”
Bank: “well we feel it would be good if you could reduce your overdraft”
Me: “yes, well we intend to start our process of quantitative easing once we’ve gotten the finer details of the process sorted”
Bank: “I see, well tecnically that’s not …”
Me: “Can you just remind me, it’s postman pat on the £20 note isn’t it?”
click.
This morning, when I had barely surfaced, Daisy asked me “Why does Trug go places when Bits and Bobs don’t want to, or aren’t expecting it?”
Trug
Trug, for the uninitiated, is a renegade toy who escaped from his factory assembly line to enter into a life of wandering about finding Stuff, then taking the Stuff to a place where it can be used. He is joined on this endeavour by two balls of fluff, Bits and Bobs, who live inside him, and who make wildly inaccurate guesses as to the identity of the Stuff, and it’s possible purpose. That’s pretty much the whole show.
I considered for a moment, and said, “Because Trug has free will.”
“What’s free will?”
“It’s the thing that means you are in charge of what you do. Whether you push Henry over, or don’t push Henry over is your choice, because you have free will. I can try to influence your decision, by saying “If you push Henry over I will put you in time out,” but you still decide for yourself whether you will do it or not.”
She seemed satisfied with that. Thankfully, we didn’t get from there to predestination – not this time, anyway. Still, it was all a bit deep for so early in the morning, if you ask me!
It snowed today – half my staff went missing – I got a private tour of St George’s Hall – and now I am sitting in on my own watching Liverpool v Everton, after having put the Tesco shop away.
do you think they will make a film out of it?
Not cycling for a week, then cycling into the wind, carring heavy laptop, up steephill is not the nice. my legs are so tired 
