Hanging over

An apple juice, an Earl Grey tea and an absurdly floppy microwaved cheese and tomato croissant at "tea drinking place" – ahem – Yumchaa – AHEM – in Soho. A hangover cure of sorts. All on a nice tray with elephants on. Lovely and relaxing.

The Coffee Mill

Beans on toast, a nice cup of tea and a magazine that it was impossible to read while eating at The Coffee Mill, in the precinct below King's Reach Tower. Think of the IPC sub-editors that have eaten lasagne and chips in that place over the years...

Trying that bit harder

After a farewell bacon sandwich courtesy of Disappointment's gran, we left Nottingham and set off for Llanelli. It's a 220 mile trip and so we took a break at Magor Services, on the M4 near Newport. There we ate the ham rolls that we'd made for the journey and bought some chips and a pot of tea each. There's something very satisfying about chips and a roll. The services at Magor are run by First, an independent operator. It's a great service station, with a lovely cold carvery of meats and salads and a separate counter for hot food. Currently, they seem to be doing up their petrol station.

Colonel Sanders

or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Gained 7lb




A week-long jaunt around the country in a hire car. Rapid weight-gain ensued.
First stop, a lovely pot of tea and a KFC Zinger® Burger at the Welcome Break services, Newport Pagnell. (Welcome Break? You're welcome to it etc.) Then a lovely homemade quiche and potatoes and salad and things courtesy of Ma Disappointment in Nottingham. And finally, after a night on the town, a densely-cheesy pineapple and pepperoni pizza from Sneinton's finest The Food Junction. And that's quite enough for one day thank you.