Ever rustled through your kitchen cupboards and created some bizarre meals with your leftovers that you’d never admit eating to anyone? Been there. Eaten that baked bean sandwich. Got the orange stained t-shirt.
Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Here it comes. Just on time. The same each day. You’re sat at your desk, tapping away. Has the clock stopped? Does it need a new battery? More like you do. Drained of energy. The same each day. It’s the dreaded pre-lunch slump.