My senior tech retires while I'm away on Games duty. His greatest achievement wasn't fixing faults... it was stopping me from ever shouting, "Code Red! Code Brown! The fire panel's gone off and I've shat myself!" π
Me sending emails to senior techs about techincal aspects of the venue & signing it with "yaba-dabba-doo, Jendo".
At one point, on a venue email blast the lift broke & I put "high ho, high ho, its the stairs you all go as the lift broke again, in our stair climbing era" ππ
Meanwhile, in GLASGOW π΄σ §σ ’σ ³σ £σ ΄σ Ώ
Flat 8B in this block of flats must have been annoying the neighbours with their incessant nightly parties.
So one of the residents had a message for them.
People Make Glasgow they say.