M for Misc...
By James Clarke
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This book reveals personal details about the author’s relationship with his secretary, Threnody Higginbottom (whom he addresses as “Miss Smith” around the office). Threnody files everything under M for miscellaneous.
There’s also some quite startling stuff within these covers (stuff you’ll hardly believe) on, for instance, James Bond in retirement and what to do with red wine. .
And if you know somebody in hospital buy this book for them. They will empathise with the author’s experiences and his views about hospitals; how, from the moment you find your theatre gown won’t close down the back, the hospital authorities are out to humiliate you.
And learn how the West has tried to deliver vowels to vowel-starved eastern European countries with towns named Sjlbvdnzv and Grzny – as well as to Wales with places like Ffwgr and Ffwrrm.
For the “terribly shy” there are instructions regarding... well, you know, um, well, s*x . The author provides some basic guidelines on how to hit it off with the opposite s*x.
Read about the admirable creativity of journalists when working on their claim sheets for expenses.
There’s a lot on sport and on hiking too, including some quite adventurous stuff, like the day the author assaulted Everest – and summited. (“Oh, the noise. And the people!”)
James Clarke
James Clarke is the author of Movie Movements: Films That Changed The World of Cinema and a number of other film books. He has contributed to Empire, Imagine, Resurgence and Classic FM and has lectured on the subject of film at the University of Gloucestershire and the University of Sussex.
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M for Misc... - James Clarke
Contents
CHAPTER ONE
MY SECRETARY,THRENODY HIGGINBOTTOM
Celebrating secretaries' day
No such thing as a free lunch
Valentine’s Day
Just write nothing
The 13th Zodiac sign
Threnody takes a NAP
CHAPTER TWO
ANIMAL STORIES
The sad story of Willie
No flies on the President
Making a monkey out of stockbrokers
How About A Warthog Day?
Baboons on the warpath
Don’t try to fool the Kaiser
Bloody fools and elephants
Gorilla in their midst
The fascination of droppings
CHAPTER THREE
JAMES BOND
The Truth
How it all ended for Bond
Bond’s last assignment
CHAPTER FOUR
YOUR GOOD HEALTH
How to live forever
Once bitten, don’t cry
Your health on the dotted line
Finding the G spot
Growing old grumpily
Mind blowing chess matches
The danger of side splitting
The gown of humiliation
The real pain of surgery
Dancing and one’s own chitlings
Fenning’s fever cure
Accident man
CHAPTER FIVE
SPORT AND THAT SORT OF STUFF
The art of head punching
My assault on Everest
A pocks on tennis players
CHAPTER SIX
WORD POWER
The moving finger
The art of claiming expenses
Writing on the wall for graffiti?
A need for vowel movements
BACK MATTER
The Author
Some Books by James Clarke
CHAPTER ONE
MY SECRETARY,
THRENODY HIGGINBOTTOM
Celebrating secretaries' day
Threnody Higginbottom is my private secretary. I call her Miss Smith
around the office. She files everything under M
for Miscellaneous.
One day I noticed she had conspicuously circled Secretaries' Day on her desk calendar six weeks ahead of schedule.
Secretaries’ Day falls in September in South Africa, yet it was still barely mid-August outside.
I pretended not to notice. I like her to think I can remember special days unaided.
The day came and I waited till eleven o’clock before stopping at her desk and saying, Happy Secretaries' Day!
From behind my back I brought out a surprise in an envelope. She opened it and exclaimed, But it's a Christmas card!
That was the surprise, I said. Oh my, how we laughed.
Well, I certainly did. It's always nice to give a little surprise on Secretaries' Day. Last year I surprised her with an expensive (and hardly used) Get Well
card. The year before it was a birthday card –a real one and in good condition.
Make no mistake, I am aware it is incumbent upon the boss to do something bordering on the generous on Secretaries' Day, otherwise one gets tea slopped in one’s saucer for months afterwards. So I took Threnody to lunch at Bobo's where, I was pleased to see, they'd installed seats at last. It made it a lot more comfortable than having to stand with elbows on the counter admiring the back-lit blown-up photographs of sausages and chips.
This is your day,
I told her, and you may order whatever takes your fancy! Spare no expense! Even the 'Special' - a ladies' steak and chips, if you like.
To be frank, this annual lunch requires a very real sacrifice on my part. It's not just the money, it's that Threnody is so very reserved. She sits up very straight and tense while I tend to be an exuberant eater, waving my fork around and dropping things down my tie which, when I get home, I often dig straight into the compost heap.
I allow her to drop the Mr Clarke
and just call me Sir
. I call her Threnody
although, formally, I never address her as anything but Miss Smith.
Threnody ordered a small hamburger, with chips. I ordered just a cold drink for myself but told her not to worry about me. Just relax,
I said, and to show her that I was perfectly at ease and that there was no need for her to hurry the meal, I tapped a little tune on the table with my fingers while I looked about.
The conversation, as always, was frequently interrupted by little fits of coughing.
Cough, cough, cough she went before asking me if I knew how long it had been since she'd had a rise. Naturally, I was curious.
How long?
I asked.
(Cough. Cough.) Four years.
She said she'd actually prayed for a rise. I was shocked that she should have gone above my head and said if she wanted a rise she must say so.
(Cough. Cough.) Well, I do!
she said.
Then I too went into paroxysms of coughing and subtly changed the subject: How's your mother?
I asked. (A lot of bosses don't care about their secretary's mothers.)
Fine,
she said.
I asked her if she liked my surprise
card. She said Yes.
Then I reminded her of last year's Get well
card and we had another jolly good laugh.
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No such thing as a free lunch
One Friday I sensed Threnody, head secretary of my one-man corporation, hovering near my desk.
What is it, Threnody?
I asked rather testily which, on a Friday morning, a boss is entitled to be. Can't you see I'm busy?
She looked at my screen for a second and said, (Cough. Cough.) If you move the four of clubs over to there it will release the five of hearts which can then go up there and then that one...
I was about to do that,
I said.
Those who have played solitaire on their computer, and get it to work out, will know the glow of satisfaction, the burst of pride, the ecstasy, that overpowering feeling of having mentally triumphed over mankind's most complicated and daunting piece of machinery, the pc.
(Cough. Cough) Do you know what day it is?
Threnody asked, a little hesitantly.
I suggest you consult the nearest calendar,
I said dryly.
(Cough. Cough.)
It's Bosses Day!"
So?
"Well, in September, on Secretaries' Day, you took me to lunch so my mother said I (Cough. Cough) should take you to lunch!"
I swivelled my boss's chair around and tilted it in an executive sort of way so that I could see her more clearly. I noticed, for the first time, that she was wearing quite a snazzy dress and had had her hair done. I was, to tell the truth, quite taken aback.
YOU? Take ME to lunch?
I said. Then, a little suspiciously I asked, Where?
Well, not that hamburger place that you took me for Secretaries' Day. When I told my mom I was thinking of taking you there she nearly had a fit. She said I should take you to La Maison Cuisine.
But that's very expensive!
I said.
My mother gave me some money.
Well then, have you booked? I mean, what are you waiting for? They could be full!
And so it was that I found myself walking into La Maison Cuisine and ordering extra-large huitres and roti carnard a l'orange with une bouteille de vin rouge and waving la fourchette as I told Threnody my life story. I told her how I had started out in adult life with