net gain

If you can't think of anything nice to say...


...BUT if the upset caused by necessarily resisting not-saying something not-nice is likely to exceed reasonable limits when already almost weeping with relief, go for a two-and-a-quarter hour lunchwalk at the earliest possible opportunity, returning only when the likelihood of a situation in which a normalised-conversational rep-lie would be expected has reduced to almost zero. Fortunately I had business to attend to in town anyway, returning some items to some shops and collecting some nice new mudguards from another, before returning for a peaceful and productive afternoon prior to the winter festive team meal thing.