Simon and I had trouble finding a mutually free lunchtime for our weekly meet up this week, and so Simon suggested breakfast instead. I was briefly tempted by thoughts of a full English fry-up at a city centre “greasy spoon” café, but Simon suggested the coffee and pastry at Nero’s, a much better option, and so we met up there yesterday.
Since I cycled to work, and then showered, we didn’t meet until 8.30, by which time I think that Simon had already done an hour or so at work, and I had had a brief unplanned “case discussion” with my manager, but otherwise what a wonderfully relaxed way to start a day! We sat in the quieter first floor area, no doubt distracting the three or four gentlemen busy working on their laptops, and just chatted for over an hour.
I’m sure that this will be an option that we will be consider in future, much more peaceful than our usual lunchtime venues. The only questionable bit was why my choice of pastry turned out to be a “pain de raison” (or something like that) when it was clearly a Chelsea Bun. It’s a pastry thing, apparently.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
