After the fact

I have a morning ritual that marks the beginning of my day and has done so for at least the past five years.
Morning coffee, out.
Paper a must.
Same table as always.
I can't cope with not sitting at MY table!

The cafe I go to is also a great little Italian bakery and is only a short walk from my parents home and luckily
only around the corner from my very own new home. Its really nothing spectacular
but they know my name and order and leave me in peace to read my paper! I always feel so far away when I'm sitting here drinking coffee and scoffing almond macaroons.

And yes, I've decided to post after the fact. Cheeky, I know.