“Babe, its freezing. Can you get my parka?
Such a straightforward request means I can turn over, keep dozing. This state of bliss lasts about a minute until I remember Dani is in New York and I’m in Muswell Hill. Getting the parka to her is going to take more than a sprint up the Archway Road. My mind starts whirring, working it backwards: Start with getting hold of the bloody coat, a mental scan of my bijou office for supplies and which courier will get it there by tonight, latest. What is abundantly clear is that I can kiss the rest of this morning goodbye.”
From ‘Don’t Make a Scene’ – included in the showcase