At the government tax office where I first worked, it was made known that one of the senior staff, a Mr Slingsby, was never to be disturbed between one and two o’clock.
During this hour, he never left the building but would set up a camp bed in his room and have a snooze.
At the time, I put this down to a combination of eccentricity and the fact that he was ‘old’ (in his fifties).
Now that I have reached this age myself (which I have now redesignated as ‘mature’) I can fully understand his behaviour. Continue reading
