I love coffee.
I don’t drink a lot of it. Maybe only a cup or two a day but when I do, I really enjoy it.
For years I used to have a percolator, then I moved onto a cafetiere and after a particularly lovely stay with friends in Rome, I used a traditional stove top coffee pot for a while.
None of them was completely satisfactory for drinking coffee at home.
Percolators seem to burn the coffee very quickly, cafetieres stew it and render it heart attack strength coffee if you don’t drain them quickly and I never manage to watch the stove top pot carefully enough to stop it boiling!!
We have friends, Kate and John, who rave about Nespresso and after one particular sampling the delights from their machine, JC decided that we should get one for the kitchen.
Since our kitchen is pretty small and we don’t have any workspace to speak of, he thought we should build an extension to increase the size of our kitchen.
Seems a bit extreme for the simple pleasure of a cup of coffee but there you go!!
When I get something into my mind, it generally stays there until it is resolved in some way and I didn’t fancy waiting for the age it would take to get around to building an extension before I could enjoy a good coffee at home
Anyway, having been completely convinced that Nespresso was the way to go, we stayed with friends in the Peak District in the summer and the cottage had a coffee machine that seemed to make lovely coffee every time. After a weekend of faffing about and drinking lots of cups of frothy coffee (when we weren’t necking sauvignon blanc by the gallon), I was pretty convinced that the faffing was worth it.
There is absolutely no denying that Kate is right and the Nespresso pod system is incredibly easy with no mess and no faffing whatsoever but I found I didn’t actually mind the faffing. It’s not like I want to drink coffee throughout the day and then not sleep at night. I just want an odd cup that is really, really nice.
The ritual of grinding the beans, filling up the filter, attaching it to the machine, frothing my milk and waiting for the pruck, pruck, pruck noise as 2 little nozzles deliver the dark creamy coffee into my little cup is rather rewarding.
We are experimenting with coffee blends, we are experimenting with frothing and we have bought new coffee cups too. It has been sooooo much fun.
We still don’t get it right a lot of the time just yet (JC is better at it than I am!!) and my barista art skills leave a lot to be desired but it’s fabulous.
We will still build the extension of course but there’s no pressure to get on with it to house a coffee machine now!
I do love the personality traits of a terrier.
They are tenacious, curious, clever, cheeky, opportunistic and thoroughly good fun.
Max is all of those lovely things but he isn’t ‘very’ any of them.
I’m not sure that will make a lot of sense but what I mean by that is that he has all of the traits of a terrier that make them fun and interesting but he lacks the slight OCD aspect that comes with the intense sense of purpose that they display; he is mostly well behaved, mostly bidable, calm and pretty obedient; all the good things you expect from a steady dog breed but he is great fun, full of personality, hugely entertaining and quite fascinating.
One thing he does do that I think is very terrier like (and very funny) is a tigger pounce onto something he thinks he has seen moving in the grass verge. JC’s shots of him doing this very thing the other day, capture it beautifully.
It’s usually a false alarm and it proffers nothing but he gets real height to his bounce and lands with great purpose, lots of snorting and a wagging tail.
His wagging tail is all we might see of him for a few snorty moment until he reappears looking very pleased with himself, completley unfazed by the effective failure of the task and then trots off to find something else that isn’t really there to pounce on.
Hours of fun for everyone!!!
We had a wonderful weekend away with friends last weekend. Their luscious long legged lady, Agnes came with them.
She and Max officially love each other to bits.
It is very sweet to watch them and they never seem to tire of the endless entertainment that is to be had from play.
They conk out every now and again but the spells of rest are short lived and they are off with their playfulness once more.
The expressions are hilarious and even though there are teeth on show during the whole game, there are moment when they really look like they are having a bit of a kiss and a cuddle.
It is exhausting to watch but completely engrossing.
Their physical closeness and joy that they find in each other is very sweet. If they were human, you’d tell them to get a room! It is intimate and physically close and there is nothing but play and fun in that closeness. Highly recommended I’d say!!
It is also an exercise in outwitting your opponent and moving just that bit quicker than them.
Other times they look like they are just whispering the very best secret ever to one another.
There is nibbling, fake biting and getting as much of your opponents actual head into your mouth as possible
Tantalising and incredibly funny to watch.
There was a LOT of sleeping on Monday with no more playful distractions.