Of all men, none is more disappointed than I.

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I was in Buxton today, a town just an hour’s train ride from Manchester. And it was freezing cold. We like Buxton, but are dismayed that it’s quaint little tea shops where home made cakes and pastries are served have been all but obliterated by the big, brash, corporate coffee shop chains with their synthetic fare and outrageous prices. And, when I had a croissant and coffee at Manchester station against my own advice, the croissant had been microwaved to heat it up and consequently had gone limp, greasy and soggy. The strawberry jam accompanying it was of the meanest quality and tasted not of strawberry. Why people? Why? I know @Traceyjayne disapproves of microwaving sausage rolls - we discussed it a few days ago. I’m sure she must feel the same regarding microwaving croissants. And the coffee - well it wasn’t coffee, but that’s what they called it. It tasted like a big mug of Bovril and could not be drunk. Oh woe is me.