Coffee with Rebecca Hamer

On a cold blustery summer’s afternoon Rebecca Hamer and I found ourselves sitting in Pret. Unfortunately, we were sitting in different ones. Unbeknownst to me there are in fact three Prets between the station and our office, and I had failed to communicate the exact location of the coffee shop of choice. Third time lucky – after an unfortunate incident involving a poor unsuspecting blonde Phoebe lookalike – we arrived at the same place.