Two Sundays ago, my barista at Starbucks handed me a venti in lieu of my usual request for a grande dark roast.
‘My Sunday gift, he said. What are your plans for today?’
‘Nothing special,’ I replied. ‘Just catching up on a bit of work.’
Andy shook his head almost disapprovingly. ‘You work a lot! You’ve got to start having some fun on the weekends.’