So I’m thinking that the bottle of wine and accompanying block of posh cheese that I found on my desk this morning on my return to work might have been a nice gesture on the part of a well meaning co-worker (or possibly my company, although who knows as there’s no accompanying note, or explanation, and no one else seems to have one…)
Might have been, that is, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve been away since New Year’s Eve, and the cheese therefore appears to have been sitting on my desk, unrefrigerated, for five days.
Hmm. Not so much.
Hope it wasn’t Stinking Bishop, that gets really smelly, although yummy to eat! Now I’m hungry just thinking about it, dam.
Warrnambool cheddar, actually. It wasn’t smelly, but it had gone an unhealthy shade of orange…