This morning I was meeting an ex-colleague for coffee in Richmond near the Thames. We’d agreed to meet in Starbucks. After a half-hour we started texting each other asking where the other was.
When I last spent the night in London there were a couple of Starbucks - I had to make a special trip to Holborn if I wanted the triple lowfat venti mocha no whip - no vanilla scones please, that’d be too much.
Now there are so many Starbucks in Greater London that you can be in leafy Richmond and it’s possible to say ‘meet me at Starbucks’ and end up at the wrong place, because there are more than one.
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