Is there anything more peaceful than staring out of the window on a Sunday morning, snuggled up in a dressing gown with Owen the dog at your side? Nothing could be nicer. Well, maybe if your partner stopped sketching you and fetched you a nice hot ribena, maybe that would be nicer.
…and, any minute now the dog’s going to leap up from that cushion and tear your slippers to pieces… Sunday morning can’t be beat.
