Autoblography Towers is entertaining at present.
The Greenhamster has business to attend to, over the hill from London Village, and I offered some floor/airbed space gladly. This may have been after he mentioned the money, but I would have done it gladly anyway, I swear.
This week promises to be busy both socially and...workily (coming soon to a dictionary near you) and posts may be thin on the ground, so to compensate, I shall be making them 33% better...guaranteed.
Coffee on this fine, strapping young Monday will be served up along the theme of the 17th Century.
Just to clarify, we're talking the Penny University-type period, bodices, wigs, just after the Pope publicly approved of the drink, but when the three hundred or so coffee shops in London were still popular with merchants, shippers, brokers and artists, regardless of what he said.
Don a tricorn hat or a rather fetching bonnet according to gender and/or preference, and let me know what you require, gentle people.
I'd be happy to wear a baseball hat to go with my aerosol cheese. I'd be happy to ship this fine delicasy to you...
Crap...how many times did I write happy? Happy happy happy...ugh.
A fine and delicate quad-espresso please. So I can look all dainty sipping it in bonnet and corset, but get a caffeine kick worthy of the crankiest donkey.
Bring me gin and a comely serving wench if it please you!
Errrm. I shall have a cup of tea (milk, 2 sugars) if you please!
Gin?
Tea?
This be a 17th Century Coffee Den! But fair enough. If, in the Coffee Shop of Your Very Dreams you picture yourself drinking gin, then so be it!
May I have an espresso a la Lloyd's, so that, while I'm writing this with my quill pen, I can day-dream about spending Monday in a Coffee House instead of an insurance office.
Ah, Stuart England! I'd like something short, nasty and brutish please, so: a crap espresso, thanks.
Ah I'll have a frappacino please
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This is getting a bit much, I got to bed at 5 am... I just wanna coffee.. black, strong... and now you expect me to think as well?!! Man....
With me sitting just a hundred yards or so from the site that Lloyd's Coffee House moved into on Lombard Street at the end of the 17th century, I suppose it would be appropriate to ask for a 17th century coffee to have alongside me as I work for a 21st century insurance company.