Consolation

I was upstairs at Oxfam the other day, sorting books with the usual burble of the local radio station on in the background, a cup of mint tea at hand and the pleasant pottering about feeling that you get when there are not a huge mound of books dumped in front of the lift –  just things to be done.

Anyway, the news came on and the presenter was talking about the dispute between Jeremy Hunt and the junior doctors.

He said they had agreed to go to ACAS, ‘the Consolation Service.’

This made me conjure up all sorts of scenarios in which  Arbitration, Conciliation and Advisory Service officials put on their most sympathetic faces and said, ‘Oh dear, how beastly for you all…’