"Here's lookin' at you, kid."
Got back at 9pm from my Aunt's funeral. Had to do the journey in one day as the people I would normally have stayed with were away. Got up at 6.30 am, on the road by 7.15am. Long, sad day and tired so when I got home I needed non-food and a bit of a wallow so a bowl of Cornish clotted cream ice cream and DVD of "Casablanca" was just the ticket.
Donít look for the light at the end of the tunnel. Stomp along and switch the bl**dy thing on yourself.