I have a confession to make, I am not loyal.
Before my wife comes over with hands on hips and lips so thin (where do they learn that look). 636 more words
As far as most of the coffee shops, restaurants and cafes where I live go, simply buying something from them isn’t good enough.
Gone are the days when it was just a matter of… 1,255 more words
Cafe Nero, not as hideous as Costa Coffee, but in as consistent as Starbucks. Granted I don’t actually drink coffee, so it could be that the coffee is better than Starbucks, but then if you drink coffee you’ve probably already made up your mind about where you like to drink it and my opinions on hand-driers and WiFi speed aren’t going to make you change your mind. 542 more words
Day 9, Friday 18th October 2013 Carlisle City Centre – 15:00-16:30 outside Cafe Nero.
Technically this should be day 10 but I came into town yesterday to find Tom in his usual spot outside Cafe Nero and A violinist I have seen before outside Barclay’s bank. 711 more words