I have just seen a woman in the corridor clutching some sort of stuffed dog, and across the office from me I can see Paddington propped up against a monitor.
Turns out it is Bring Your Bear To Work day. Oh what joy.
I hope nobody brings one to the meeting I have later and expects me to take them seriously. Not meaning to be a grump, but I think this is one charity thing too far. I wore it pink last week for Breast Cancer (well, I have two pink shirts and wear them to work anyway), I've donned my Jeans for Genes and will no doubt come casual for Children in Need but I'm not lugging Mr Fox around with me all day.
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Thankfully we don't have any of that malarky around here. But then again, I have absolutely no sense of fun and would ban Christmas if I could.
And who is Mr Fox, Simon?!
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