There's a newsagent in Aberdeen Royal Infirmary across the way from where I'm working at the moment. I stopped by to pick my newspaper this morning and found someone on a ladder poking around in the ceiling and a couple of official-looking suits milling around at the bottom of the ladder. Wearing hard hats, which none of the customers had. I'm sure it makes sense, but I can't shake the feeling that they knew something fairly important, and weren't telling us...