There are some very strange posters around work at the moment. I spotted the first one and then decided to follow the arrows to see where they led …..
…… from the foot of the stairs …….
…… and upwards …..
…… and onto the main upstairs corridor
……..and finally to room L8 (The Classics Room, which seemed a strange place to keep babies) where, I am afraid I lingered for a while before turning round and leaving. I’m not very good at saying “no” and was afraid that if I entered I might have a baby foisted upon me when I was in a state of unpreparedness.
I was also apprehensive as to how Darrell and Nigel would react if I suddenly appeared on the doorstep of Chateau Castle Greyskull with a babe in arms. I felt that I would need to sit down with them both and discuss the implications with them first, before presenting them with instant “fatherhood and responsibility” and with Christmas only just gone I thought that Nigel might get confused and think that Baby Jesus has come to stay with us for a bit!