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wellinghall ([personal profile] wellinghall) wrote2009-03-26 04:53 pm
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[identity profile] el-staplador.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Although up until half an hour ago the office was dead. Now they're all back from their Team Building.

[identity profile] nineveh-uk.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Knocking on the moonlit door.

[identity profile] segh.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I was the last time I looked, anyway.
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[personal profile] muninnhuginn 2009-03-26 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Cluck.

[identity profile] bookwormsarah.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I am here with many chickens. And no, I am not making this up.

[identity profile] ladyofastolat.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't currently have any firm data on whether anyone's there, but as far as I know, I'm here.

[identity profile] muuranker.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Gosh, you don't hear about a programme for years, and then you are reminded twice in as many months.

[identity profile] muuranker.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I met it in *Nightingales*, which starred Robert Lindsay, and was a one of those sitcoms which are precious because they are both good, and about situations which are neither obviously commedic, nor typical (i.e. based in a white, middle-class family). There are these three blokes who are night security guards in a Birmingham office block. In the first epsiode, there's a werewolf.

Yep, a werewolf. This was when Mrs Thatcher had declared there was no Society, and the BBC's reply was that there was no Fantasy, either.

Out now on DVD. I have a birthday coming up *hint*.