Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Cornish Coffee

This bloke's beard gripped his throat like a strangler.

Like a Rottweiler shaking a chicken in it's jaws.
And he had brought his large to-go coffee from The West Cornwall Pasty Company, which strikes me as the last place you would think of for a caffeine fix.


  1. I only included the Pasty Company link 'cos it's a neat little site. No advertising revenues flooding in or anything.

  2. “Like a Rottweiler shaking a chicken in its jaws.” Love that. I have a goatee. I suspect mine grips my face like a ferret gripping hold of a mouse.

  3. I like that vivid commentary! You certainly do have an eye for making the ordinary unique.