I'm out of the office until Friday 31st March 2017

I'm currently operating an open-door policy at work.

This'll probably lead to a great deal of confusion, because this kind of thing normally implies that I'm very open minded and supportive, but the reality is that I've left the office in a hurry and forgotten to close the door in the process.

If you need anything while I'm away, you can contact Rosie or Lou.
Go easy on them if they're a bit ratty, it's proper draughty.

I'm out of the office until Monday 27th March 2017

I always leave a trail of breadcrumbs leading from my house to the office so that I can find my way in every day.
But, predictably enough, the birds have eaten everything and now I don't know how to get to work.

Rosie and Lou had the same idea, but they used small pebbles, so they'll be around if you need any help while I'm trying to get directions.

I'm out of the office until Thursday 23rd March 2017

I've been kidnapped by the Mafia and if they don't get what they want, they're going to post pieces of me back to the office, until there's nothing left.

But don't worry, even though nobody values me enough to pay the ransom, my medical insurance should cover the costs of the surgical team needed to put me back together once everything's been delivered.

If you need anything while we're waiting for the last bits of me to arrive, you can contact Lou or Rosie.

I'm out of the office until Monday 20th March 2017

"Can't Get There from Here", was the first single released by R.E.M. from its third studio album, Fables of the Reconstruction in 1985.
A little known fact about the track is that it was written prophetically about my inability to get to work until Monday 20th March.

The B-side, entitled "Contact Lou or Rosie if you need any help while I'm away", was critically acclaimed by everyone who was originally looking to get in touch with me.

True story.

I'm out of the office until Thursday 9th March 2017

I've just been to that London - shopping, if you must know.
Picked up some great bargains, but the jewel in the crown has to be this gorgeous, black tactical combat jacket. It's been designed by the US military and has so many little compartments for storing stuff that I can't even begin to count them.

Unfortunately, as I was passing through security at Gatwick, they asked me to empty all my pockets and having done the maths, it looks like I won't be able to make it back to the office until Thursday at the earliest.

If you need anything while I'm stuck here, you can call on Rosie or Lou.