I would have to be really desperate for money to go back to working full time. Today, for instance, I got to watch Linus and Killick (who we suspect of being gay for Linus) run into the glass back door and bonk their little heads.
Then I could see my neighbour getting undressed in his bedroom. Okay, so I could only see the top half, and it wasn't like I was evaluating him or anything, it was more just the amazement of sitting at my desk on a Friday morning, able to see people in their bedrooms.
If I could only figure out something profitable to do with little danone yoghurt pots, I'd be quids in.