So here I am, minding my own business, working away at my desk on a gloomy friday afternoon... which is already a bad day because I had to drop my car off at Ford and then walk across to work. And its a cold day up here.

But then out of the blue I hear this god-awful screech. Some wifey has bought her baby into the office and it won't shut up. But she's just sat with the senior management having a laugh and a chat. Argh! make it stop

go and join in, it's an authorised skive!!