On Wednesday, Nam and I - at precisely 5.22pm - found ourselves in the unique position of being in the office unsupervised. The Big Cheese had left for the afternoon to go and play radio presenter to London, bossman James Stephens had had to leave 15 minutes early and Sam-Sam Senior Editor man was off on a meeting. So we did this:
Oh how we laughed.
Which was fine because there was no senior staff in attendence to ascertain that our hysterical laughter meant that we weren't doing our jobs.
The laughter did garner some attention however. The top of Hollie's head rising above her computer screen steadily became her curiously crumpled forehead, a raised eyebrow, and questioning, narrowed eyes:
"What are you doing?"
*guilt-ridden pause*
Brave Nam: "Taking funny pictures."
Hollie: "Oh YES. Let me play."
And so it was:
In the first two pictures, Hollie looks like a quasimodo type character. In the latter, she unarguably looks like Stretch the unfriendly ghost (on the left) from Casper.
UNCANNY.