Coffee at Nerdy Vera's

We are a failure as a family. No, I mean it. On so many levels we fail.

Firstly we have failed to get a photo of the four of us together. Our big chance was Sunday evening before the service at Bordeaux Church. I could take a camera. There'd be people to point it at us. It was a good plan. Till Gwilym got back from Cenon at 2:45pm, too late to eat his lunch and come with us to Bordeaux Church.

Then we pledged to go out to the cinema and for a meal. That was the plan. The reality was that the kids went to see the Avengers together and we got pizzas from the local take away on 1st May. (They were very nice pizzas, I hasten to add.)

Yesterday we did another not-quite-whole family activity when Pat and Gwilym attempted to rescue me from the creative writing group (aaaaarrrggh the pain, the pain) and we went for a coffee to Nerdy Vera's, one of our cafés of choice for meeting up with people. Catrin, meanwhile, is back in school.

Speaking of cafés for meeting folk in,  I have now enlarged the list to four:

1) Les Mots Bleus - great for finding a quiet corner and probably my favourite cappuccino

2) Verdenero - great for finding a quiet corner and wonderful milkshakes

3) Books and Coffee - great teas

4) Columbus Café in the FNAC - great for finding a quiet corner and it's in the FNAC

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