Should I Join a Union?

I learned a valuable life lesson the other day – never tell a ginger woman that she is strawberry blonde. I was only teasing, but apparently there are some things one cannot tease a ginger woman about. One of them being her hair. She reminded me that she is my boss and that I should therefore respect her authority. As she cannot yet use actual words, she communicated this through body language. That is, the body language equivalent of screaming obscenities.

I also learned one other thing about ginger women – they don’t stop kicking when you go down.

It wasn’t entirely one-sided though, as I did get one or two punches in.

We were reconciled when I reassured her that strawberry blonde – I mean ginger – is a beautiful hair colour, especially with her stunning blue eyes. So much better than black, which is just so very ordinary. It also helped when I reminded her that we need to stay united against the common enemy.

“The Crofting Commission!” she cried through a complex system of signing and semaphore (not being able to use words yet of course).

"No no – Graham."

Editor's note: Ironically since the incident described above, the Clerk of Works' hair has actually turned strawberry blonde. But don't tell her that.

Another Editor's note: Just to reassure any concerned readers, the blood on the Clerk of Works' face was in fact a result of an insect bite and not the fight with Albert as claimed above. Albert is just trying to make the fight look a bit less one sided.