We haven’t found our kettle yet from the bombsite that is our house. I grabbed a coffee in town after dropping Ben off to school but Katy didn’t have any because she was still at gome. On my way back to the flat, I stopped at Le Petit Manoir, a hotel near the building, and asked them if they did take away. They didn’t, but when I looked dejected and told them we just moved and hadn’t found our coffee maker yet, she made me a tray and told me yo just bring it back. When I tried to pay for it, she just gave it to me.
Bless that kind woman.