A Heart-warming Tale Of The 21st Century

I wake up on a couch. Dribbling and everything. It isn't my couch. It's a London couch. A slender and spectacled man stands over me and stares. I don't know him. He doesn't know me. I guess he's one of my friend's house mates.

I quickly raise a friendly hand and say, "Hello, my name's Adrian. I'm your house mate's friend."

I fear at this point he may say, "Are you indeed? Well, cock-a-doodle-do. He has no right to allow strangers to sleep on our couch, especially without notifying any of us. Get your trousers on, your stuff together and get the hell out. You're not welcome here."

But it's fine. He doesn't say that. In fact he's really nice and offers to make me a cup of tea. Human kindness still exists. Believe.