morning fry up

This morning I met up with Annika and new friends I met in Bologna, Lenore and Daniel Jennewein, visiting from Frankfurt. We went for a classic English caff breakfast. We found that when they ask you if you want white or brown bread, they give you ‘bread’ unless you ask specifically for toast. None of us could whip up the courage to go back to the very loud man at the busy till to ask him to take back the bread and toast it.