This morning I stopped to get a bottle of Lucozade at the shop next to the office (think Gatorade for Brits). Coffee wasn’t going to do it on its own today. Cofffee was out of its league.
It was 7.30am.
The guy behind me was buying a can of Guinness.
For a moment, I thought maybe he had it right and I had it wrong.
Just for a moment.