Ooh but it's so DINKY! I've been meaning to try Wellington Coffee out for... oh, a while, so it was with great delight that I accepted an invitation to meet someone for coffee here one morning this week.\n\nI rolled up at the allotted time, 8:30, and there was plenty of room to sit (well, proportionately to the amount of seating in general, which isn't a whole bundle because, I repeat, DINKY). And the seat was one of those super-fun stools that has legs but also swivels - a spinning top part that allows you to go \"wheeeeeeee\" if you so desire (and I do so desire).\n\nAs you know by now, I'm not a coffee person, so I asked rather bashfully for a tea and received No Judgement. This is good. I have fear of asking for tea in a coffee shop. It seems almost as gauche as asking for coffee in a teashop (almost, but not quite). Anyway, judgement was not forthcoming.\n\nI also requested an almond croissant. It was fairly big. I began my bold ascent armed with nothing but a knife; some days later, short of breath in the thin air, I reached the summit. Wearily, I sat down at last on the mirror-like slope of a crisped almond flake, looking down at the city, spread out below me like a town in miniature. There was St Giles, there, and over there - the Meadows, dotted with people like tiny seeds. What a beautiful town this is.
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