Saturday, 5 November 2011
Our Saturday morning ritual involves a cup of frothy coffee from the scary machine that frightens the life out of me and can only be controlled by J. When I try and use it we end up with steam and coffee all over the kitchen and then I end up shouting at it, "stop stop" which doesn't help; apparently it doesn't have voice control. I don't drink coffee at any other time, the rest of the week tea wins hands down, but Saturday mornings are for coffee.
this one's for you Penny. I owe you one.
Have a lovely weekend everyone, whatever you are drinking - is it tea or coffee or something else that makes your weekends special?