Adrian glanced at his wristwatch, although there was hardly any need. He knew instinctively that this was the time: 2:40pm. He opened his desk drawer and retrieved the familiar lemonade bottle. Pouring himself a small beaker full of the fizzing sweet beverage, he prepared himself for his afternoon break at his desk. Drink on one side of his keyboard, Twix bar on the other; everything perfectly in balance. And the protective comfort of his brown cardigan, to keep him warm from the beastly air conditioning outlet that was sited in the ceiling above him, pointing directly at the back of his neck.
Instinctive break
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Hello from Connecticut, USA! I found your blog by following a link from Wikipedia’s story about Paddington Bear, Google’s pet story of the day.
This is a great blog, it has the making of a mini-novel/eSoapOpera, keep up the good work.
Looking forward to more episodes. I used to live in the UK and fully appreciated the civilizing effects of morning coffee (elevenses) and afternoon tea.
Best regards,
MA