Reply to "Confessions"
OK, time to 'fess up then. Years ago at the place I used to work, we had graduates come in for practical experience from time to time. I was due to take one of them out suryeying on some land the company owned. It just so happened that the offices of the local authority were across the road; the usual bureaucratic maze of rooms, so I sent said brain box over their offices to obtain a license for us to do our surveying. The poor sod was gone for hours and then came back very apologetic that he hadn't managed to get the required paperwork. I didn't have the heart to let on