‘Never grow up’

The day started very well, Brian had readied his new coffee maker, a La Pavoni. It is a very manual coffee machine, not one where you push a button, or drop a pod in. Don’t get me wrong that’s what I use, but Brian wanted one he could control better, and chose the Pavoni, one where you pull a lever to push the hot water through the ground coffee grains. Brian had read lots about it, mainly everything that might not work with it. I wanted to see how it worked, and keen for him to make us a cappuccino each to give it a test run - and taste the results,

I have to say it was probably one of the best coffees I’ve ever had, really smooth and integrated. A real treat with my toast and marmalade.

It wasn’t an overly hot day, so we planned to do some jobs in the garden, I‘d said to Brian “we really need to get some pruning done”. As nothing had been done during confinement, the garden was still very much in need of some work. I was thinking of pruning the roses and laurel hedge, possibly cutting the Lavender back, which really was looking a bit tired, even the bees had pretty much given up searching for the last pieces of sweet summer nectar. However, it appeared that Brian had other ideas!

‘If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up’ from Peter Pan