Thanksgiving

At SESOME, we like to think of ourselves as pretty decent people. We work hard, recycle stuff, and always defend Sue Perkins when she’s bad-mouthed in the building. So last week when a little feather-clad fella’ showed up on our doorstep, we obviously had to take him in. Wrapped in a tiny blanket and with a thimble of scotch at hand (turkeys are notoriously big on scotch), our new friend let us know his name was Lurkey, and he’d escaped the other side of the pond when he found out that the Thanksgiving dinner party he’d been looking forward to [...]