And more laughter....

And the geo-induced laughter continued as sitting with colleagues on Friday lunch time, chatting about nocturnal caching adventures from the previous evening, I swung my foot, accidentally catching the lever under the seat of Fiona's chair.  Mid sentence, she suddenly plummeted 10 inches, open mouthed. Already in high spirits from my exaggerated caching exploits, the look on Fiona's face sent us into further paroxysms of laughter.  With tears rolling down our cheeks, we struggled to restore her chair to the correct height.  Everyone, including Fiona, spent the rest of the afternoon in good humour, periodically chuckling away quietly to ourselves