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Exhausted and bleary-eyed, Lewis made his way slowly downstairs and along to the kitchen, where he switched on the kettle. After a restless night, in which he had gotten no more than a couple of hours’ sleep, he needed the biggest and strongest mug of coffee available; unfortunately, the kitchen cupboards held no large mugs, they were all decidedly average in size.
Disgruntled, he took down the first mug that came to hand, and quickly filled it with a heaped spoonful of coffee, two similarly heaped spoonsful of sugar, and a splash of milk. He then made himself some toast while he waited for the kettle to boil, slathering it with butter and a generous amount of strawberry jam.
With the toast in one hand and the gently steaming mug in the other, Lewis made for the living room. He was r
