Everyone else gets asked what they want. I always take what I’m given. It’s a ritual we’ve followed since day one. I came in full of that coffeeshop rush, enticed by the familiar but exotic aroma, joined the queue and waited my turn. I’d decided on a black Americano, my go-to in a new place. …
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Suddenly I’m a coffeecake fan
Anyone who’s ever looked at my Twitter feed will know I’m a coffee addict. Always ready to share a photo of my cup, preferably with an enticing slice of something sweet beside it. At home, it’s the taste, aroma and inevitable caffeine buzz which draws me to it. When I’m out there are the additional …
I took a trip on a train.
The sun is shining, the grass is growing and slowly but surely it feels as if I’m coming out of hibernation. This tentative route out of lockdown might just be leading somewhere. I know you only have to watch the TV news to quickly realise the UK is currently bucking the international coronavirus trends. So …
Things are starting to look a bit brighter.
As the night pull out and the grass starts to look as if I can’t put off the first cut of the year for much longer, living at home all day, every day seems to be getting ever more wearisome. I do try and motivate myself, to be active and creative, but to be honest …
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These are a few of my favourite things.
Is there a food that makes you happy, even just thinking about it? This was the question my friend Alison asked her followers on Twitter the other night. My initial thought was ‘I’ve got so many’. So many that prompt a smile and a stirring of the taste buds. I could choose: A plate of …
I went back into a coffeeshop.
I went back into a coffeeshop last week for the first time in about four months. That’s back in as to actually order a coffee, sit down, sip, savour and finally leave feeling that perhaps the world isn’t quite such a bad place after all. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t my first time back across a …
Saturday afternoon in the garden.
Saturday afternoon and I’m sat in the garden having a first attempt at alfresco writing. Things have been a bit thin on the blog front recently so I thought I’d have a bit of a catchup. I didn’t get around to any writing for a few days after my last post, then I had to …
I finally got to ask for a black Americano again
I had somebody else make me a cup of coffee for the first time in three months last weekend. My fist interaction with a barista in a very long time. It might not have been the full sit down coffeeshop experience I’ve long pined for but it was the first step back in in the …
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If you can’t get to the coffeeshop let the coffeeshop come to you.
I’ll never take a coffeeshop visit for granted again. I used that sentence as a one liner on Twitter last week and the responses showed me I’m clearly not the only one going through withdrawal symptoms, as we all sit at home wandering how long social isolation will have to go on for. If you …
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Bread Source
Sat in a coffeeshop yesterday morning with a notebook and pen I was feeling quaintly old fashioned as I started to write this. I wasn’t the only writer there but I was the only one who hadn’t had to ask for the wi-fi password. I was in the new Bread Source cafe on Bridewell Alley …
David in the kitchen. 