A WARTS'N'ALL INSIGHT INTO THE LIFE OF THE KNIGHTED HEAD OF THE UMBRELLA BODY FOR UMBRELLAS. HIS BLOG IS PART OF THE NATIONAL BLAG ARCHIVE.
Friday, 29 July 2011
Over my dead body
So my deputy Hector Rule has a plan to for me to move into Sir Hubert's spare room as his lodger does he? He must be fucking joking. He can shove his cosy canal-side location up his arse. I am not going. I am all for collaboration but the best way to achieve that is by not doing anything together and retaining our own distinct ways of doing things.
Besides, I hear he never buys the milk and uses everyone else's on his grape nuts. And he leaves the seat up.