He has a clicky jaw and I assume a hollow head as even though his mouth is shut I can hear every chew.
And to think that if he is too ill to work he shouldn't be able to cook himself a huge breakfast (and then take it back to bed) and eat a ginormous baguette with cheese and pickle?
OK I am. I know. But mondays are my day for total and utter solitude for 6 whole blissful hours......