Thursday, 6 June 2013


I see that tomorrow the Queen is visiting the BBC's snazzy new extension to Broadcasting House.

I was there a few weeks ago, having found a quiet corner for a meeting-

When a mouse scuttled across the floor.

I squealed. But I daresay Her Majesty has a stiffer upper lip.

I am sure she never kicks the royal handbag under her chair.

But I hoicked mine onto the table. In case the mouse hitched a ride home with me.
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5 comments:

  1. Noelle the dreamer7 June 2013 at 00:52

    Mary, you are truly something else!
    God bless Dear! Don't stop blogging please, you'd be missed!

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  2. Anonymous7 June 2013 at 16:57

    Oh, a poor little mouse would be far more scared of you than you of it.

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  3. mary7 June 2013 at 18:54

    Thank you, Noelle - what a kind comment!

    No it wouldn't, Toffeeapple!

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  4. Alex8 June 2013 at 17:49

    It's not that long ago that a mouse in the Salford studios very nearly brought a radio five live broadcast to a swift and undignified close. Perhaps the BBC should spend some of our licence money on a couple of cats.

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  5. mary8 June 2013 at 18:37

    Must admit, I was shocked given that it's such a new building, Alex! Did make me feel guilty to be sitting there eating biscuits and dropping crumbs!

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