I’m sitting here in Monmouth Coffee’s London Bridge shop, I’m waiting for my friend Alex. While writing this I cannot help but over hear other people’s conversations. I am especially intrigued by the young couple sat next to me, they made space for me so I could fit in, really nice of them. Neither one of them speaks much English, but somehow all their kisses do the communicating. They seem really sweet, I am guessing they are students in London to work over the summer, ah, summer love, we’ve all been there…
To my other side, by an antique sink where you can fill your water bottle, is a business woman. She’s typing on her laptop so fast and aggressively, that my iPad finger tapping cannot compete, despite my two lattes! If this was an Olympic discipline, even with the help of my lattes, I would be silver at best! Behind me there are more people chatting enthusiastically, all sat at a communal table centered with a huge basket of fresh baguettes surrounded by jam and other spreads that look delicious. This is me observing my surroundings, and cheekily listening to other people’s conversations, while sipping one of the best coffees in London.