Not sure how, but Hay and I were talking about Karl Lagerfeld last night and the signature look he adopted in his later years, comprising a black suit, white shirt with an enormous collar, black tie (not tied with a Windsor knot - a sartorial error), black gloves and sunglasses. It must have been such a bind to not be able to step out of his house without this uniform on. Had he ventured out in a pair of jogging pants and a T shirt, the paparazzi would have had a field day.
Saw an advert some something or other targeted at older people. Whatever it was included a free will kit, which I thought strange, as we all like to think we have free will anyway. Why on earth would you want a kit to give you free will, unless you subscribed to the notion of a deterministic universe?
There's illness at work - one staff member is off with a sore throat and biliousness. I have little sympathy will illness - Jesus was dead from a surfeit of pancakes and still turned up for work on Monday...
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