Thursday 28th May 2015

I was sitting outside my favourite café on the Edgware Road, Cafe du Liban, sipping a tiny cup of their signature thick, strong black coffee while nibbling on one of the delicious sweet, syrupy pastries which was studded with thin slivers of almonds. Normally I'd sit inside and watch the other coffee drinkers through the large mirrors adorning the walls, but this morning the sun was bright and I wanted to feel its warmth on my skin. I'd been in London for a couple of years now, and yet the sights, the noise and the atmosphere still had the power to engender a mood of excitement within me, and today was no exception. Of course, the fact that I'd met with one of my most favourite clients the evening before was also adding to my feelings of well-being on this bright and breezy morning. Despite the fact that it wasn't yet midday, some dark, swarthy looking men dressed in Shalwar Qameez and their white head hugging caps were taking alternate sips of coffee while smoking shisha. The familiar smell filled the air, adding to the vibrant, bustling atmosphere of this unique and quirky part of town.