It’s dark. It’s cold. And you’re knackered. But there’s one thing that instantly warms your morning, both figuratively and physically at the end of a ride. Especially at this time of year. That cup of coffee with your name on it. So thank you for being up at the same god-awful hours of the day as we are Mr/Mrs/Miss Barista. You’re the best. Really, you are.
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….. and the pastry chefs!