Mr Baskerville has recently been contemplating Zen. He would love to be able to come to work without, almost immediately, wanting either a drink or to throw a pencil at someone. A state of calm serenity has hitherto only been available to him via chemistry.
So he is going to try to cultivate a state of 'zen-ness'... see, he is already so zen he does not feel the need to look up the correct word.
Way to go, Mr B.
He still quite fancies a drink, though.
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