Take the following ingredients; age, winter, warm sun through the window and curried sausages.
This is what happened. It’s lunchtime and I heat up last night left over curried sausages.
(I don’t care. I like them. You can stick your paleo/gluten free/salt reduced/dairy negative/)
Then a little lie down in the armchair and about a half a page of the latest book.
And the winter lowdown sun streams through the window.
And then I wake up and the sun is about to set.
And it’s too late to do anything.
But if I put on a coat
And get the tram,
I can go for a long and lazy wander down to St Kilda Esplanade and tire myself out so that later on tonight I will go to sleep. And then we will not have a Winter of discontent.