It may sound selfish, and that’s because it is, but when I have discovered a place where I can comfortably spend a few hours studying or even reading for pleasure, I am loathe to share it with outsiders.
A case in point, this morning I cycled into town because my usual haunt is closed on a Monday, and arrived to find a gaggle of tourists hanging around the entrance to my favourite alternative coffee emporium. With uncharitable thoughts of queuing up at the back of a line of people wanting decaffeinated oat milk lattes, I held off locking up my bike.
When the tour guide ushered them onwards I breathed a sigh of relief, locked my bike, and opted for the chocolaty coffee bean rather than the fruity bean. No more barstools for me, I sat at the shared table and was not in the least distracted by the German conversation in my vicinity.
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