I’m certain I’m not the only person who has pondered this question long into the night.
The opening lines to a story of High Adventure meant to get my youngest daughter to eat her tea.
Whilst strolling along the street this morning, I was approached by a gentleman seeking a bed for the night. I declined his request and bid him good day. If you find it useful, here is a modest doodle of the fellow.
I used to have weekends like this.