When I got my first job in speciality coffee at the beginning of 2016 I was living in York and pretty oblivious to how the public’s interest in a well-made cup of coffee had grown. A few months prior to this I had a gotten a V60 in a student deal run by Pact coffee and that’s how my personal interest began but the culture surrounding all things home-brew was invisible to me until I had to learn how to answer people’s questions regarding what we serving as pour over and what beans I would recommend they buy. When I came back to Liverpool later that year I was only aware of one shop in town that was serving up speciality coffee in the way many places in York already were; The Perky Peacock, Spring Espresso and Kiosk, to name a few. It seemed that the growth of coffee culture was slow in my own home city. The likes of Leeds and Manchester were already establishing themselves as cities full of cool independents to visit and yet it hadn’t quite spread here.
Last year I somehow ended up going to a salsa class, something that truly threw me out of my comfort zone so what better way to kick the year off than to do pretty much the same thing but with the addition of a pole and a lot more bruising. As much as I love to exercise, I’m not a social exerciser. Running, yoga and even going to the gym are things I thoroughly enjoy because they involve being alone and not talking to anyone. So, going to this class was less about a physical challenge and more about putting myself in a situation that makes me uncomfortable and pushing myself out of my comfort zone and guess what? I actually had a great time. Continue reading I went to a pole dancing class!
I’m not going to go into all the very boring and (frankly) poor excuses as to why I let this blog die a little, instead I just have to accept that I did and try to pick things back up again with the hope that anyone might still care to read. With that out of the way, let’s acknowledge the start of a new year; 2018. Continue reading A Cliché Time for a Fresh Start
Last week, I had planned to write a post reflecting on what has changed in my life since I moved to Barcelona and have since returned. However, considering everything that is happening in Catalonia right now I didn’t real feel like talking about myself and how Barcelona changed me whilst violence is being used against the people by the Spanish government as they seek their independence.
I’ll return to that topic at a later juncture but for now I will simply talk about some of the new places I have experienced in Liverpool and why I recommend you visit them. Enjoy!
It won’t be news to any of you that I am not a theatre critic so don’t be expecting some in-depth review of the writing and the acting that I was lucky enough to enjoy on Saturday night – this is more just about the group and the evening. If you haven’t been to or heard of The Brink before its a community cafe and Liverpool’s first dry bar, which does make it’s location a little ironic as it is a stones throw away from the bulk of Liverpool’s clubs, bars and nighttime spots. Continue reading Liverpool Playwrights at The Brink
Last Saturday was my Mum’s birthday and thanks to my currently busy work schedule amongst other things I wasn’t able to take her out on her actually birthday like I had planned. However, this worked out well in the end as it meant I was able to take her for afternoon tea at Oh Me Oh My; a secret space hidden close to Liverpool’s famous waterline. The day began a little overcast and windy but we were dressed up and looking forward to sipping some champagne and eating lots of finger sandwiches and cakes as we walked down Water Street with some of Liverpool’s most impressive buildings looking down on us. Continue reading Oh Me Oh My: A Secret Space
Today’s post is going to be something a little different, a little look in to my life as the title suggests and something that is very appropriate to talk about at the moment because it is taking up so much of the time that I used to have for writing but guess what? I really love being a barista too so I hope this bit of background will interest those who don’t know me and for the rest of you who do, you knew I would have to write about my love for coffee sometime and that time is now. Continue reading Being a Barista
It’s hard to pick a favourite city; Paris, Barcelona, Glasgow, they have all forced themselves into my heart over the years but Liverpool is always going to be my home. I often say that if I hadn’t grown up in the area I probably would have moved here for university. However, in the interest of exploring new places I don’t settle here for too long any more, which makes returning even sweeter each time. I must’ve told at least 20 people over the past few months that they have to visit Liverpool if they are going to come to UK, London is great and all but the North is something else. Yes, I am bias but trust me on this one and save yourself some money in the meantime by checking out the North of England. Continue reading Hello again, Liverpool: A day in the city