Just now

As I was outside having a fag, I started thinking about one of my first jobs. I don't know why, because I hated it. There was one woman in our team , a gin-sodden virago and a terror to work with. She used to make me smile when she enquired about alphabetical and numeretical lists. She also used to insist that Peugeot was pronounced pig-yot. I'm pleased that I remember something funny about that place.