Yesterday was Gap Day for the office. All members of staff congregated in Buskett for a day of fun and games. Considering that tensions have been running high lately, this day was a welcome break to the normal routine and work.

The day was glorious, and for once, Buskett was rid of illegal hunters. So there was absolutely no danger of being hit with pallets or otherwise. The day started with a track around all the off beat tracks of Buskett which was quite strenuous but lovely. The idea was to find certain landmarks and answer set questions. The problem was that when counting stairs, where exactly do you start or finish counting? From the ‘natural’ one, or the man made one? Various discussion ensued, with the research analyst in the group giving us various theories on the probability that the ‘natural’ step had to be included. The administrator was a bit worried about penetrating some high grass, whilst the electrian was quite sure that the stream flowed down and not up……..The secretary on the other hand, made a mess of counting iron pillars and got the number down to 2 whilst the correct answer was supposed to be 39. Counting was never considered her forte….. She did better in the communications exercise, as it brought out all her acting skills. So at least she found out that she had one asset at least….

Then there was the transferring of the ball from one cone to another further away, using ropes. Here our newest additon proved to be a very good and sublte cheater, as her hands moved swiftly and unobtrusively to ensure that the ball remained on the straight and narrow of the ropes. These were handled expertly by our communicator and the secretary who made sure that all incriminating evidence was swept under the carpet.

The boss was sussed out for cheating a little, in the walking the plank game. He denied all charges, but the facts remain that he was spotted moving a barrel to make the distance shorter for his team. But considering that he was the one who came up with the idea for this day in the first place, he was duly forgiven.

The driver was spotted buzzing around our legal officer, who was sweetly decked out in a pink top. (Not from New York or Rome, she pointed out).

But the highlight of the day was our Board Secretary who was wearing a lovely tight pair of grey three quarters ski pants with a short green top. You must have a figure to die off to carry this off. And she has it. *bangs head on keyboard*. Everyone, both male and female, couldn’t stop drooling at the curves and figure she posses. The females maybe concentrated more on the ‘green’ shade of things. But they still drooled.

Anyway. A good day was had by all. Bring on the next one.