Went into Throwing Buns cafe the other day and did a few instant doodles of people in there - not exactly brilliant, but a lot of fun. The first two were deep in conversation (how I longed to be able to overhear!) and the other one had curly candy floss hair, wearing a very old bobbled jumper, and was with a man who had a delightful Irish brogue. They sat at a table made from the base of an old Singer sewing machine, her feet working the treadle and the wheel whirring quietly like a purring cat. 
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