The world is ending. Well not yet. But definitely at some point in the near-ish future. Next Tuesday perhaps. Sure, Tuesday sounds nice. Pencil it in, make sure we keep our appointments. We do have a reputation to uphold.
In the meantime, though, our friends at the Consular Mission have their duties to perform. You know, stopping demon spiders from boundless prolification, drawing up airtight contracts with homicidal pre - teens, and keeping possessed stuffed dolls from running amok during telly commercials.
All in a week's work with the Birmingham crew. So if you like Monty Python, madcap British humor and the perfect cuppa, hop on over and read Oddjobs. You won't be disappointed. Actually you'll probably laugh out loud. A lot.