I've been promising pictures of "The Office" for a while. Way back in November, I posted a preliminary report on the glorious construction in the garden. Well, we've finally moved into the digital age with the purchase of a new camera.
And now, we proudly present...
The writer in his lair.
Thursday, 24 July 2008
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11 comments:
Ooh. It looks lovely.
Cool pad, Paul.
Just make sure you don't slip on the Squashed Smurf or the impossibly long Grass Snake cunningly placed outside your door by a C.D. scriptwriter rival...
You look so proud!
cool!!!
Damn you, sir. I never thought of putting myself in my office photo, grinning like some evil genius!
*wants*
Oh, that's great! I've dreamt about writing in a shed like that since I was little and heard Roald Dahl did it. You lucky thing.
Good, innit?!
Looking closer at the outdoors photo (in order to identify the Squashed Smurf), I realised that there is a ghost in the picture. Reflected in the glass of the door, you can see my mate and fellow Academician Mike Levine sitting back and enjoying a glass of Pimms.
I must have one! But does it come with a writer inside?
Jazzy. Nice.
[P.S. For word verfication of the above I had to type a word previously only heard in Steve Martin comedies: rufhr.]
A haunted writing shed...
...full of stories...
now that should definately be inspirational (inspiritrational?)
p.s. (squahed smurf = the blue thing)
Cheers, Sheiky
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