Chapman's Apocalypse

This ridiculous book is purely and solely for the staff of Chapman's Building in Trowbridge which is soon to be demolished, and where I have spent 8 happy years. Readers of my other books will find nothing of merit in this tome whatsoever and will not understand the in-house jokes and references, so keep well away. Mind you, the staff I write about herein, throughout this fly-on-the-wall observance, will probably not find anything of merit or humour in it either. The basic message is: I thought you might all prefer something as bizarre as this to an ordinary card. So, Happy Farewell or Happy Christmas to everyone. And if I don't see you before it all comes tumbling down, then thanks for the fun....