coffeeeeeeeee

This morning my macchinetta di caffè decided to explode dramatically all over the hob.

Coffee everywhere.

Rubbish.

Yet wierdly I had looked at it 1 min before and just knew it was going to happen.
So I got out of the kitchen, fast.

(Yes, I know I could have prevented the whole thing, but that would have been much less dramatic for a Saturday morning, and besides, my hob is now sparklingly clean. Nice)

All's well that ends well (as one of my fellow Stratfordians once said)