Duncan's Doughnuts

Symptomatic of how desperate things have become in the office (far too many people working into the early hours) was the ludicrous excitement prompted by the news that Duncan had gone for doughnuts.

It spread like the latest gossip scandal across the open-plan desks: Duncan's gone for doughnuts! Duncan's gone for doughnuts! (Doubly exciting was the realisation that this event coincided, quite by chance, with Amit fetching the coffees in)

And then he returned. The reception of the England cricket team on their Ashes tourbus was frankly a muted and downbeat affair compared to the sea of waving, pleading humanity that greeted the Krispy Kreme-laden hero.

And now I sit here: powder on my keyboard, jam on my chin, caffeine and sugar pumping through my veins. It ought to be illegal.