The season of goodwill
As that dread season of goodwill to all men (and women) approaches, old misery guts is in one of the small independent coffee shops in Hillsborough.
It’s called Choco Latte and is small, cosy and decorated with tinsel and a pristine white artificial Christmas tree.
A decent latte, slab(s) of Christmas cake and a mince pie actually put me into something like festive spirit and casts to one side the increasing mundane nature of this part of S6 not only at this time of year but throughout 12 months.
There remains something pretty special about Hillsborough however and that’s in its specialist butchers, bakers and pork shops.
The way to a Sixer’s heart is through his stomach.
Bleak House, S6