bogwitch

I don't know, whenever.

He's toast. Literally.

Fair enough. Maybe I'll sort it out next week when I have the first free weekend in ever...

I can't see Buffy standing for that. At least not without a butter knife.

Perhaps I'd better give you my work address, then I can have them sent to my desk to make everyone jealous.

She's a bit busy being hollowed out at the moment.

Ooh - you could email it (I'm terrified I'm going to lose your comment anyway). Of course that would mean I would have to make the parcel loud enough to be enviable. Hmm...

I feel like there's some sort of sandwich theme going on here.

I'm sure you'd be up for that challenge! Tbh, they just get jealous when I get a parcel for any sort.

Probably.

Well, the first part of the plan involves tracking down a sensibly-sized cardboard box... I fear it may be the trickiest part!

A fiendishly tricky dilemma!

We shall see how it pans out!