Paying Homage To My Local Second Cup Baristas
It’s been obnoxiously warm of late. So much, I’d say, that when I stumble through our front door, trip down the weather-gnawed porch steps, with feet barely clutching a grip on each sandal and bag strewn haphazardly over one shoulder, racing to work – as many can likely sympathize – I’m already bordering a sweat at not nearly 8am. […]
Stick the kettle on, I’m gasping.
Stick the kettle on, I’m gasping. A kick off your shoes and lasso your shopping bags to the kitchen counter, end-of-a-hard-day’s-slog catchphrase, at least in the green and pleasant land where I come from. But who, in this suffocating swathe of summer – not that I’m protesting the sun we clapped our hands in prayer […]
