When I go to Waterstone’s in Piccadilly (see my post on September 8th) to buy books I walk though to Regent Street to the Nespresso Shop to top up on my coffee capsules and have a free cup of coffee. It’s somehow just a bit more delicious than at home.
In the early days at the Nespresso concession in Selfridges anyone could ask for a cup of coffee but now at the Nespresso shop you have either to show your Nespresso card or have bought something. Maybe too many people just wandered over for free coffee.
My first Nespresso machine was all singing and dancing. It could froth milk as well as make coffee and took up a lot of room. When it finally died I bought the much simpler Pixie which has a slightly smaller water reservoir but is easy to use and you can still make either a small expresso or a larger cup automatically. My daughter Louise is happy with one you have to watch but I know if there weren’t a button that delivered just enough to fill the cup I would constantly get caught up in something else and it would overflow.
I had hoped these capsules would replace my morning cafetière – I always manage to get grounds somewhere they shouldn’t be – but the taste is not right for me. I do like a small Nespresso after dinner. Although I am over-sensitive to most drugs and have to take my medicines in paediatric doses, caffeine has no effect on me – I don’t buzz and it doesn’t stop me sleeping. If I’m very tired I can go to bed straight after my expresso and still be asleep almost as soon as my head touches the pillow. Strange but true!!