I like to dream, it’s not a secret.
Sometimes I think I could own a cafe. It would be a cool one, with non-matching vintage furniture and eclectic music playing in the background. I like to think there’d be a vast book collection that people could peruse at their leisure. It goes without saying that there would be a vast tea collection, including my current fave arctic fire; good coffee, and a range of delightfully different allergy friendly cakes and cookies. Just think about all the people you’d meet. It would be the perfect job for people watching. Now all I need to do is find a generous benefactor who will provide me with some land in Nice and persuade a friend to come with me.