The Society Book Club

With a name like The Society Club, I expected something rather fine, a little eccentric, and somewhat individual. Turning off from the hubbub of Carnaby Street, around the corner from Pret and the like, I walk into what seems to be rather fine although higgledy-piggledy sitting room. Books adorn the walls and shelves, piles ofContinue reading “The Society Book Club”

Athens, grittily getting on

Pelts of heavy rain hit my highly permeable clothing, as I amble between cars and puddles, trying to avoid them both, all the while ducking trees and keeping an eye out for a place of refuge – a café. The hen do hasn’t gone quite to plan. Our beautiful spacious apartment is indeed beautiful andContinue reading “Athens, grittily getting on”

A novel tea

It is 4pm. I get cranky if I don’t have a cup of tea by this time in the afternoon. My boyfriend knows this and so he drags me to the nearest shop to indulge me in my favourite brew. We are very lucky as the nearest shop turns out to be The Fourteas, a 1940sContinue reading “A novel tea”

Cafe correspondence

Jammatology – The Society Book Club With a name like The Society Club, I expected something rather fine, a little eccentric, and somewhat individual. Turning off from the hubbub of Carnaby Street, around the corner from Pret and the like, I walk into what seems to be rather fine although higgledy-piggledy sitting room. Books adornContinue reading “Cafe correspondence”