If, like me, you live with a human who goes out to work at a 'regular' job, you'll know how delightful it is when said human comes home early, unexpectedly.
Oh those magic words: "Bertie, I'm working at home this afternoon, please make room on the sofa".
It seems that Gail had been tasked with deciphering an impenetrable European Union tender document, concerning a topic somewhat outside her area of expertise, and her office was swamped with noisy Korean visitors energetically debating 'issues' relating to the execution of a different project, so she had come home for some peace and quiet.
I thought maybe I could help her translate the EU-ese into plain English.
I looked closely at the document, …
… told Gail it could be summarised in the simple word 'gobbledygook', and continued my nap.
Two hours later, Gail sighs heavily and says: "Bertie, you were right". Then: "Come on, we'd better go out for some fresh air before I start coming over all Nigel Farage".