It wasn’t the nicest of days but I had a few errands I had to run in the city and nearer home. I stuck on my boots, wrapped up with a cosy scarf and went about my business; I couldn’t resist a few snaps along the way.
When it got to coffee time I knew the perfect spot; a place I’d been dying to go ever since it opened a few months back; The Milkman on Cockburn street. It was a quiet Thursday morning so there were only a couple of people in there – maybe just as well as its only small. I grabbed a stool by the window and annoyed a spot of people watching before I had to continue on my way.