Breakfast treats

Stopped in Jemseg at Turners One Stop Cafe for a big fatboy breakfast - Perry and I burn some calories so I'm literally eating for two these days.

Just finishing off my 3rd coffee (loving this free refills ethos) when the lady 2 tables away starts a conversation...

Janet's a super-lovely yoga teacher who's done some crazy travels herself, and we chatted about how things just seem to work out if you relax and accept them with no expectations. She seemed like a firm believer that you had to learn to tune in to the signs that were presented to you along each of our journeys.

It was a good chat.

At the end I got up and waddled my stuffed body over to pay.

Except that I couldn't.

Janet had jumped up and was at the till before me, insisting that she was going to pay for my breakfast! Not for the first time on this trip I was completely bowled over. I tried to refuse. I said it was in no way necessary, but she explained by the simple phrase which is rapidly becoming the subtitle of this blog : The Kindness Of Strangers

I'm running out of words to describe all of these experiences without sounding repetitive, or saccharined. Am I just too used to London and Londoners, or is someone looking down on me?Læs mere