Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Burn away midnight oil,
Thy flames dancing pure and bright;
Show no mercy as I writhe and recoil
Relentlessly strike me and smite
Let the pain be felt, long and deep
Singe me, scorch me, lull me to sleep

Time for tea? Time for two!

Lone lunches have never been uncommon or unpleasant. Even when work has kept your nose to the grindstone all through the morn, if you just...