A helping hand

Dad has had a couple of busy weeks at work. Loads of incoming visitors to be tended to and reports to be written. Adam and I are keen to help out and make things easier for him. (Mainly because we like when he's home before we hit the sack in the evening.) However, our proposal to assume responsibility for Mr. Bildt's visit in Warsaw, you know, show him to the playground, etc., was turned down. I think it may be because dad has such a high confidence in our writing skills and wants to make sure we use our comparative advantages optimally. Thus, I've helped writing an economic analysis on Poland instead.