Fresh, aromatic, reviving coffee; the papers messily cluttering; the radio softly droning and a warming and soul filling breakfast that takes the whole morning to slowly devour. That is what Sunday is to me and that is why it has always been my favourite of all days.
Today, however, this Sunday in October I decided to do something. And that something was to share my words with you. And so it begins. To eat, to eat and to woo.