Not Just a Granny

What is it about the early morning smell of percolating coffee that sets the olifactory senses in a whirl and the tastebuds drooling! 

I arrived back in Highgate this morning (Wedn June 2nd), a glorious summer day in London, bright and early (too early), so I stopped off at Costa Coffee to hook-up to the internet.  As I walked through the doors I was assailed by the heavenly smell of percolating coffee.

I often visit Costa Coffee in Highgate (one of my favourite places in London) and meet up with friends, my business coach and sometimes my daughter (although we more often go to High Tea of Highgate).  Coming back to the same place again and again is like the feeling you get when wearing a favourite jumper…warm and cosy, and I have been back so often that I have qualified for a Costa ‘Coffee Club’ loyalty card.

Although I am a dedicated tea drinker, my favourite being Twinings English Breakfast, my day cannot start without the first mug of tea; like nectar on the tongue – there is something about the smell of percolating coffee that assails my senses.

So here I am hooked-up and hooked-on to the internet, enjoying the cosy ambiance of fellow patrons sitting relaxing, the quiet buzz of conversation and the heavenly smell of my cappucino.

and yes I do take four sugars with my coffee, but I make up for it by not having sugar in my tea 🙂

I am back in Highgate for the next three months – in sha’a Allah, and love the feeling of visiting the same place again and again;

That is the corner of my suitcase you can see in the foreground!  I do indeed live like a gypsy, although these days it feels more like a tortoise 🙂

And just to make it perfect, in the background I can hear the sounds of ‘Imagine’ by John Lennon 🙂