Emily and Phoebe

Wednesday, October 22, 2008


Nevi comes into the office, where I'm writing an invoice.

Nevi: "What's that?"

She peers at the screen.

Nevi: "Oh, I thought it was a poem."

Me: [Without even missing a beat] "It is. It's called 'Owed to a translator'!"

Thank you, thank you very much.

[I know, I know: this is not an Emily and Phoebe story and so strictly speaking it doesn't belong here. So sue me for posting the single semi-witty comment I have made this millennium. And think how honest I am in fessing up - I could have pretended that it was one of the girls that came in and asked me what I was writing. But that would have been dishonest, and here at "emilyandphoebe" we're all about the transparency...]


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