Monday, December 15, 2003 I shouldn't have giggled, but ... Everyone running around like mad in the office cos they found some Lord Lucan lookalike in hole in the ground outside Baghdad (why didnt they just seal him in?!?!?)
Our design boss is a very nice German girl with a bit of an accent. Editor had obviously ordered some spunky grafix outlining the crimes of Saddam Hussein, leaving the design desk obviously spoiled for choice from the plethora of torturing, gassing and mass-murder.
Strange to hear a German accent wafting over the office declaiming: "Vich var crimes is he talkking about."
Tasteless? Durrrrr, I'm a journalist, arent I.
Christmas Shopping Having a huge family clan, launched a policy that my siblings get nowt and only the 11 nephews and nieces get something stuffed in their stockings better than 10 smelly toes.
The standard we have to live down to is my uncle who used to produce gift-wrapped packets of M&S socks for us on Xmas morning and on one famous occasion a chess board for my brother ... no pieces just the board, so expectations aren't too high.
Usually tend to get small but bizarre things that strangely they seem to like. Coupla years ago I just hit Covent Garden East big time and got a pile of Chinese hats, sarongs, chopsticks and such like. Took days for my brother and his wife to get my nieces out of their "costumes".
Variation this year is books. Okay the really small sprogs (6 months to 4 yrs) got messy wet things that their parents will hate me for for 12 months, but the older ones (6 to 14 yrs) got books. And because we always buy things we would really like ourselves, I got them MY favourite books (from when I was their age ... have to compromise): so variously The Weirdstone of Brisingamen (love fantasy books based in real places), The Magician's Nephew (loads better than the super-pious Lion, Witch and the Ikea Hanging Rail) and for the oldest The Master and Margarita(just cos I like it).
Bit harder for the girls so got one His Dark Materials (but might have to nick it to read myself later) and in sexist mode got another one a cookbook called Recipes to Put you in a Good Mood. She's not particularly moody, it just looked a nice book. My sister-in-law will of course think it's revenge for when she bought me St Delia's Cooking for One when I was a student and I immediately renamed it Cooking for People With No Friends 10:02 PM