It’s amazing the interesting characters you can meet when you stop for a cuppa on a long walk. Last Friday’s was particularly unusual... Whilst you were pondering why anyone would choose to write a newspaper column about their new phone, last Friday I was up bright and early for a 7 mile walk, and already a comfortable distance from home by the time I would normally have been arriving at work to an aura of impending doom emanating from my email InBox. 3 miles in, I decided to reward myself with a cappuccino at the local garden centre, and was first through the door for a rejuvenating cup of caffeine and frothy cow juice. So rapidly had I completed the first part of my journey that I had the pick of the seats, and opted for one outside. Having overdressed for the conditions as usual, a bit of cool, fresh, morning air seemed like a good idea – that and my paranoia at several staff all staring at me if I stayed inside. I had only been sat down long enough to realise that the sta...
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