This morning I had a bit of a dilemma: what to do, and where to go, for breakfast? I think I’ve mentioned on here before that Serkan currently takes Wednesday mornings off, so I only occasionally have a PA to help me get dressed and breakfasted. It isn’t that much of a problem, as after about half an hour struggling to get my socks and shoes on, I head out in my chair, usually towards Eltham, to get breakfast and coffee in Costa.

The thing is, a few weeks ago, the guys at the Costa on Eltham high street asked me not to go there any more as I apparently made too much mess. I’ve been fine for the last few Wednesday mornings as Dominik or John have been around to help, but this morning I was alone again. That left me with an issue: where to go?

After a while struggling to put my new shoes on (I swear, writing my MA thesis was easier!) I headed out in my powerchair. At first I thought I would head down to Woolwich, as there are plenty of decent cafes there. Then, trundling along, I saw a bus for North Greenwich approaching, and, remembering there was a branch of Costa up on the peninsula, decided to get on it. This was a bit of a gamble, as people who work in and around the O2 aren’t always that cordial towards me, and wherever I went I would need to explain to the staff what I needed them to do to help me, but I thought it was worth a try.

I was, however, very pleasantly surprised. Going into the branch I was made to feel very welcome; I selected what I wanted to eat and found a table. The staff were very helpful. I suppose my experience at the Costa in Eltham had kind of put me off, and made me feel that I shouldn’t go into such cafes alone, but this morning there was no problem. I selected my usual large cappuccino and cheese and ham toastie and ate it without an issue. It might be slightly further than Eltham high street, but it now looks like I have a new place for Wednesday morning breakfasts.