Tomorrow never comes.

Though able bodied, he was far from usual.

House on a heel top, yet alone in his ambition.

Bulldozers preparing the way.

New floors on the way.

Every second counts for those on the beat

Lunch and dinner.

Dinner and breakfast.

The usual: coffee, cold cut chicken, topped with curried mayo.

The night is still young.

The top is down to earth.

For tomorrow never comes.