Victim Of Choice . . .

It's the classic coffee shop dilemma for us old codgers brought up in the days before Starbucks and the age of designer coffee, when the only choices were white or black, with or without sugar. "Or a nice pot of tea, luv . . ."

Now the choices are multitudinous and almost uniformly awful, coffee disguised with artificial flavourings of hazelnut, whisky, chocolate cake, maple, toffee, apricot cream; everything, it seems, but dead dog (although there's a shop in Brampton that's doing that, I hear) . . .

All we want is a coffee, dammit, preferably coffee-flavoured - and cheaper than half a week's pension money . . .