A shirt and tie, he thought as he rose out of bed. He could smell the coffee from below, his wife pottering in the kitchen. It drifted up the stairs to the cold bedroom. They shut the heat off before they went to bed under their unusually heavy duvets.
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A shirt and tie, he thought as he rose out of bed. He could smell the coffee from below, his wife pottering in the kitchen. It drifted up the stairs to the cold bedroom. They shut the heat off before they went to bed under their unusually heavy duvets.