Then there was the lady who had a friend staying, so she took him out to show him around. Got her first drink which unfortunately she knocked over and it spilt onto a lady sitting on a level below. Luckily the glass broke only when hitting the ground. Her friend consoled her, promising to cook their evening meal. He did, called her when it was ready and then dropped the whole lot on to the floor…. What was that about good days and bad days?