I have been buying lovely breads and ogling pastries at the little bakery inside Woolies at The Pav but even though delicious and very pretty buying such things from a chain store holds no romance. I am having dreams of a wee shop with sticky buns, swirls of pastry and crusty loaves. Big arm chairs, books and magazines. Iced coffee. Ok so now I am having flashbacks to my morning ritual at The Seattle Coffee Company in London which ain't no artisan bakery either. Instead I am thinking of making a sourdough starter, Swan will love the process but I am sure will complain bitterly about it if there are any wiffy smells.