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  • Costa Coffee, Balham

    Traffic grinds along; clattering busses and groaning motorbikes. The first schoolkids have started to walk past, some neat in new uniforms and some with saggy blazers and untucked shirts. There’s a general increase…

  • Lockdown Omelette: a vague recipe

    My mother’s Crap Pie is the stuff of legend. In fact, it’s so legendary that I’ve started to doubt whether it actually existed. The idea was that, since small children leave a lot…

  • Breakfast tea(s) on Wimbledon Common

    The early morning outside Wimbledon Tearooms is like the early morning on a campsite: general drowsiness, carping birds and a sharp retort of fresh air. ‘It’s nice,’ says the lady at the next…

  • Covid and back

    My partner got covid first. It was quite snotty and sneezy, then she got the fever. I lost my sense of taste and smell, and that was hard for me. They’re usually very…

  • Love (Tea)

    Last week I walked out of King’s Cross station with my daughter. As we turned on to Euston Road, I told her about the time I nearly missed the Sleeper I’d booked to…