As though they wish to see a glimpse of what the heat would be like in Hades, old folks move to Florida in their retirement years. They have air-conditioning, but rarely use it. They eat dinner at 4:30 in the afternoon and squabble amongst themselves. And when their kids come to visit, they lay out the sofa bed with the annoying bar running down the centre of the mattress, denying any living thing a good night’s sleep.