Nearly there lads!
It’s been a right saga but Max has finally made it back home. So just what was it the Vikings wanted?
The best Coffee this side of Valhalla!
RP
Nearly there lads!
It’s been a right saga but Max has finally made it back home. So just what was it the Vikings wanted?
The best Coffee this side of Valhalla!
RP
After falling into The Coffee Cup of Destiny Max finds himself all at sea.
The sea (well, coffee) swells, the waves break the surface forming white caps, the wind picks up and pretty soon a squall engulfs the galleon; Welli’ma Dutchman. This has been Max’s saving but pretty soon it is tossed mercilessly around like no more than a child’s toy boat in a bathtub. Max loses his footing on the wet, slippery deck of the Galleon, slips and is flung overboard!
The squall passes, as quickly as it started and the sea returns to its relative calm. Seeing no other choice he sets off to swim to an island that has appeared in the near distance. He is not alone, a Great (Flat) White’s fin tip can be seen in the distance. Max steps up his doggy paddle. Making dry land (and successfully depriving the shark of an unexpected dinner), Max steps ashore, bedraggled but safe!
RP
Read More‘I’m falling…’
Max has unknowingly found a portal into another world…
The Coffee Cup of Destiny – I knew the portal existed! Each time I sat down, with that large Latte staring back at me, its creamy seductiveness with just a hint of well, coffee colour fixing my gaze, stroking my ego (steady!), whispering those five little words – ‘you know you want to’ but then I’m pulled back, out of my reverie, out of its grasp by the cake, sat on the plate by its side…
Phew, that was close.
What will happen to max? Can he swim? Will it be like water off a dogs back? I can’t wait for part two.
RP
Read MoreA few beans, ground to perfection – force water, at just the right temperature, under pressure over the beans – steam milk; semi-skimmed in a suitable receptacle – pour into a large, warm, white, porcelain cup – shake foam into the swirling mix for a signature latte
Mmmm!
RP
Read MoreShort, dark, strong, with a spot of cream!
Read MoreI don’t like heights.
Walking upstairs is fine, I mean, I don’t have to live in a bungalow or anything drastic like that. In fact I think there’s something rather human about looking out of a two-storey building window. I think I can honestly say I can handle three floors (depending upon the height of the inter-floor depth of course) but lighthouses! Cable Cars across vast expanses of open space (I cite The Heights of Abraham as a particularly memorable example, along with Alton Towers, back in my childhood) and what’s this? High Altitude, Low Opening!
I’d need a damn big coffee after just thinking about it!
RP
Read MoreAh, the third arrival!
Shinobi-no-mono. No, it’s not a request in Japanese for a coffee with no milk, It is The Ninja of Sengoku period of Feudal Japan. Versed in the arts of concealment, sabotage and assassination, leaping from the pages of myth and folklore, held in awe in popular culture… Actually, it’s some guy from Leeds with a Bruce Lee obsession and a Shuriken (I know Bruce Lee wasn’t a Ninja but it works for the flow of my rant!).
He calls himself Tsutomu after Tsutomu Nihei - a true Mangaku.
I’m sure we’ll see more of him in the future. Or maybe not, due to his innate abilities to conceal himself from view. However, he does stick out a bit down the Shopping Centre (that’s Mall to our American readers).
‘When you can take this comic strip from my hand, then it is time for you to leave…’ indebted to Kung Fu
RP
Read MoreThe second Arrival and not a Gin and Tonic in sight!
A long haul flight – coming to land – ‘Pull up! Pull up! You’re coming in to steep!’ You need a Cappuccino to get over that…
So, the title; Supersonic is a nod to Oasis and we get to see Schrödinger and Max for the first time.
RP
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