Coffee
Today started badly. I managed to set fire to the handle of our coffee maker. How is that possible, you might ask? I'm really not sure. It's true to say that it was very early in the morning and I didn't have my contact lenses in at the time.
But, to make matters worse, this was a brand new coffee maker. (Tom had ended the life of the previous one somewhat prematurely by forgetting to fill it with water before he put it on the hob... and the one before that by accidentally binning an essential part of it with the old coffee grounds... ) So, I'd only just bought this new one and I'd filled it with my favourite coffee and set it to simmer while I checked my emails... and I was really looking forward to a full-on morning of coffee-fuelled writing when... ... ...
It was not to be. And, as I tried to get all the bits of melted plastic off the oven and the walls and the floor, I had a momentary sense of humour failure, I must confess. But then I found these flickr coffee 'clusters'... The poem clusters are delicious too... They've almost made up for it.
But, to make matters worse, this was a brand new coffee maker. (Tom had ended the life of the previous one somewhat prematurely by forgetting to fill it with water before he put it on the hob... and the one before that by accidentally binning an essential part of it with the old coffee grounds... ) So, I'd only just bought this new one and I'd filled it with my favourite coffee and set it to simmer while I checked my emails... and I was really looking forward to a full-on morning of coffee-fuelled writing when... ... ...
It was not to be. And, as I tried to get all the bits of melted plastic off the oven and the walls and the floor, I had a momentary sense of humour failure, I must confess. But then I found these flickr coffee 'clusters'... The poem clusters are delicious too... They've almost made up for it.