The phone rings
Leaping from my desk (excited by anything that is not work) I made several vital mistakes
- forgetting I had wound my scarf around chair legs, pencils, a lamp, anything else within close reach
- forgetting there were two drinks within "nadine" range
- forgetting only my Mother has the phone number and is unlikely to be using it while she is away walking in the Lakes
however, above all, I forgot I was currently enjoying the delights of Christmas songs far more cheesy than should be shared with others in the studio. Ripping the headphones from my laptop Mistletoe and Wine filled the air while I lost about three stone from embarrassment.
You thought I'd have learnt my lesson when I accidently revealed to the studio I enjoy Jimmy Nail in a similar incident.