Postcards from Oslo – Part 1

Friday – 11:00am – Joker Supermarket The pastry was spectacular. I bough it from a ‘Joker’ which is a Norwegian supermarket chain. It was the only one of it’s kind and it sat on the shelf yelling my name. The coffee was terrible. It was bought from the self service machine and was burnt. It…

Colonna & Small’s

You know how sometimes you go out and accidentally drink too much gin, and you can’t remember the details of the evening, but you’re certain that you had a fantastic night? No, that never happens to me either *cough*. I experienced it with a coffee and muffin though. At a cafe in Bath. It was so perfect that I…

That place with no name

I’d tell you what this place is called, but I can’t, because they’re too trendy to have a name. I think it’s pretty pretentious really, not dissimilar to ‘the artist formerly known as’ *insert squiggle here* (but without the fame). Now I think about it though, they haven’t even bothered with the squiggle. They are…