'Errol's Cafe' Hatfield, Hertfordshire 2012
After being asked to leave the last coffee house, I sought refuge in our usual breakfast joint.
Errol greeted me in a hostile manor: You sit in the back corner and you’ll pay for the electricity and if ANYONE complains about the noise . . .
However, a few cups of tea later, and a stitch of frying chips, Errol warmed to my presence and ended up giving me Staff food and discounted drinks!