Sundays in Starbucks or: how I learned to stop worrying and love soulless corporate coffee chains

I grew up in a pre-coffee shop universe. It seems almost impossible to believe now, but just as the internet was something you could access only when you’d been able to negotiate thirty minutes unfettered use of the phone line, there was a time and a place where your only hot beverage options were ‘coffee’, … Continue reading Sundays in Starbucks or: how I learned to stop worrying and love soulless corporate coffee chains

Review: Hairy Maclary from Donaldson’s Dairy by Lynley Dodd

Around thirty years ago, Hairy Maclary scampered straight into my heart, where he has resided ever since. As one of my own childhood favourites, this was one of the very first books I bought for my daughter, when she was still watermelon-sized and bobbing around on the other side of my uterus. I had fond … Continue reading Review: Hairy Maclary from Donaldson’s Dairy by Lynley Dodd