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"I've got an idea," I said, "I'll just turn up tomorrow morning and start having meetings until my brains turn to jelly, then we'll stop and I'll hide for a bit, then do some more while thinking of other things, then forget it all by the evening and we'll do pretty much the same thing again the day after - and rely on subordinates and assistants to deal with actually running the place."

"Thank goodness for that," said Duffy with a sigh of relief. "I was worried you had no experience of running a large public department."

"I always thought His plan for mankind was: "Let's just muddle through and see what happens"," said Friday, "and historically speaking, it's a sound one - it's worked on thousands of occasions."

Working in fiction does give one a somewhat tenuous hold on reality, but it's not the hold that's tenuous - it's the reality: which reality, whose reality, does it matter anyway - and will there be cake."

"And was there?"

"Was there what?"

"Cake."

"Genreally speaking, yes."

You know, I'm not sure I'm going to get used to living out of town. To me, grass is simply a transitional phase in turning sunshine into milk.