It was one of those mornings the habitual user or ‘addict’ as you may wish to call him fears. I shook the last of the beans from their packet and watched them spiral into the grinding mechanism as I prepared my morning coffee.
Coffee of choice at the moment is Has Bean‘s Jailbreak - and you’ve got to admire the bight red artificial shine of their rather fine packaging - even if at the back of your mind is the nagging worry that it may well still be in one piece long after entropy has distributed your own atoms far and wide.
I need not have worried, an envelope containing 500g of Jailbreak arrived in the post - slightly miraculously, only a day after it was roasted.
I admired it so much, particularly in conjunction with my yellow cup and wooden desk that I photographed it (any excuse) and in a round about, convoluted way it spurred me into the overdue task of making this page live - I needed to have somewhere to put this image.
Was it the caffeine? Who knows, but after much procrastination and many years making sites and advising other people I have at long last made the site accessible to the lost and curious.
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