This is one of the most luxurious jobs to date, a pot of coffee whisked through from the hotel at the request of the barman before I've even done anything, central heating full on, a choice of menu for lunch and no money need ever change hands.
At one time when a man married, (although it could easily be one of those urban myths), the wife would ask "what would you like for your tea tonight."
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