Surveying Life
I admit it, I do surveys. But I’m not addicted….honest! It’s only one or two a week… well, sometimes more.
I don’t mean the sort that involve wellies, theodolites and ultra-long tape measures, or the ones that tell you the only thing holding your dream house together are the dry rot mycelia woven into the wood worm tunnels. No, I’m talking about market research. OK, there’s no need to wince like that. It’s not a crime and, for your information, I don’t think much of that nonsense either.