When I woke up today, the heating was nearly half a degree out of whack, so I obviously had to some Shelleying. I told my
boss I had hypothermia and was in the spa by 9.30.
A sustained campaign of Shelleying had enabled
Simon to write his first novel, a six hundred page meditation on one man’
s struggle with devastating haemorrhoids.
Person 1: “Man, I’ve not been in to work on a Friday for 15 years. I tell them I’m working from home, but I’ve totally cracked out the gin by
mid-morning.”
Person 2: “
Dude, that is some epic Shelleying.”