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.
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3 comments:

  1. Keith4 May 2011 at 00:56

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

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  2. Steve4 May 2011 at 04:52

    “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.

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  3. Teresa4 May 2011 at 07:29

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

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