Soft autumn light streaming in through the window. Retreating back to the warmth under the duvet after nipping downstairs to make up a plate. Nothing fancy, maybe just a piece of toast and jam, or boiled eggs if you’re willing to wait. Something that, perhaps, transports you back to childhood. Loaded onto a tray and taken back to bed – even better if someone else makes it for you. It’s one of life’s little rebellions. Yes, there might be crumbs, and you might have to change the sheets later, but the payoff is worth it. The day will begin properly shortly, but for now, there’s nothing to do but snuggle down and savour a cup of something suitably comforting. Just for five more minutes…