coffee

Hipster coffee, they have popped up everywhere, New Town's full of them. You know what I’m talking about, they're really cool with their stained wooden table, stripped bare brick walls, no furniture, just coffee sacks, cause it's too cool to have any, coffee sacks will do, and half piece of old surfboard sign from 1959, something like that. Very intimidating if you're over certain age. I walked in one the other day and found I was the only person there who do not have an Edwardian Cricket beard. Very excluded, I felt.

The conversations can be totally different outside Sydney. Look, you're sophisticated people enjoying metropolitan life. You meet up every nine month to have a coffee with somebody, so you can bitch about your best friend who’s not there, "I hate him, I hate him more than you do." Here he comes "Hi, how are you? Do you want a Cappuccino?”