One of the questions I ask a prospective PA when I interview them is, ‘Are you a morning person?’ Because, well, because I am not. Like most people who are honest with themselves, I cannot speak without bumping into a cup of coffee in the morning. On days that aren’t weekends, there isn’t time to make zombie coffee using our Italian coffee machine, so I kid myself with the most drinkable instant I can find, or buy a coffee on…
Sarge had a Boys’ Night on Friday. I may have shut myself up in the office to write, with loud country music on. I may have even forgotten to eat my cheese-centric dinner, reserved for nights Sarge isn’t home. I flipped between the very sparse notepad on Sarge’s Linux-run computer, last.fm, Facebook and Irene updates. At about midnight, I decided it might be a good idea to call my Mom, and left a long-winded message on her machine. So long,…
As I admitted in a previous post, I fried my laptop. Again. I was all ready to cash in my coffee insurance, and was even a little proud of myself that I managed to do THE EXACT SAME THING a second time. I was racking up crazy writer points. To go with my Post-It notes and pens and frizzy hair. Or something. I had come to terms with the fact that my machine would stay fried, again. I might have…
‘Is the chair coming off?’ the bus-driver asked Sarge. ‘No,’ I said ‘I thought I’d leave the chair here and walk off myself. Have a nice day.’ And I went down the ramp. Two more ramps and I was on a train to Glasgow. As I dug my book out of my backpack, I realised this was the first time I’d done such a trip without Sarge. And I began to miss him, because I am sap. I had plans…
Well. It happened. I called both my parents and told them before they read it online. My friends can’t believe it’s actually true. And we weren’t even drunk. As per a new tradition, Sarge and I met for coffee after work on Tuesday. We were on our way to dinner when the world went from just under the speed limit to slow motion. I came off a curb-cut/ramp, and the front wheel caught in a rut or on a piece…
