Slippery slope.

Overly-familiar lunch scene:

"Would anyone like some wine?"
"No I'm fine thanks"
"Yes, me too, water's great"
"I won't if no-one else will"
"Same here"
"Well I'm having a glass"
"Oh well if you're having one, I will then"
"Oh go on then, I will too"
"Well we might as well have a bottle"
"Oh that ran out quickly shall we just order another one?"

Cut to night bus back to Stokey and drunken argument with self over the nutritional merits of a KFC value meal. Is it or is it not a pre-bedtime protein snack?

Next morning cut to breakfast of omelette and chips. With gherkin and tomato on side, thus elevating it to a superfood.

It's not easy being me.