Hot Drink Heaven: Going To Guatemala via Morrisons.

I am not one for long distance travelling, I Just don’t enjoy the stress of having to check in four hours early, Having to declare What’s in my bag and the last pat-down at security.

I Remember having to endure the horror of travelling to Spain when I was 16 at a time when I wasn’t as refined in managing my Asperger’s, The stress of checking in, the unplanned pat down after a three-hour flight. I hated it.

Travelling in general is completely unbearable until you see a coffee outlet or even an express coffee machine. Advertising coffee from destinations including Guatemala, Brazil and Kenya. A small little win in my mind.

The same little win I get after finishing my shift at Morrisons, Having spent six hours of stacking produce I need a trip to the coffee aisle. It’s that time again where my faithful Costa Coffee branded caddy has run empty. Having spent the better part of four months on Columbian Coffee blends my taste buds, and my caffeine addiction is wanting to go somewhere else.

I decided to try a Guatemalan Blend and what better blend to try than Morrisons The Best Guatemalan Ground Blend. Described by Morrisons as “Intense, Full flavoured roast and ground coffee with a sweet, nutty flavour”. The aroma of the grounds is sweet, the smell of lightly sweetened Italian blend.

As the water is poured into my trusting French press, The dark and chocolatey brown colour begins to dance away into a Deeping stout black with just a hint of foam at the top, The plunger makes little work of blend and goes down in a smooth swift motion.

As the blend mixes with milk, this is where the nutty flavour really comes alive, on the first swig of the blend the sweet nuttiness begins to dance on the tongue and gently down the back of my throat. Unlike with some number four blends which usually wires you straight away, the Guatemalan has a gentle release. As with each sip, the gentle giant continued to warm you up and giving that all-important caffeine hit.

However soft this blend is. It is by far more powerful than the average house blend, Not quite espresso strong but way stronger than the laid back anytime Americano. This is a blend that doesn’t need to be served black to give a kick thanks to the rich and volcanic soil of Guatemala.

Morrisons, The Best Guatemalan Ground Blend, is best drank as a breakfast coffee or as midway through the day pick me up, Perfect for a post-work or Pre-work coffee especially if you work in retail.

HDH Score: 9/10

Love, Life and Lifting. The Confession Of A Gym Addict: Taking a break

In life everyone will go through heartache, the dreaded thoughts of feeling empty inside wondering if I can move on from it, the thoughts of what is my life without them and what will I be like once the emotion settles down. Having moved to university and forced to say goodbye to the gym that kick-started my love for fitness, I’d found myself on reading week of this year wondering what will happen on the week I go home to relax.

My mind had been made up and I was not prepared to endure an hour-long bus journey to the university gym on my week off, this week would be different as I usually visit the gym on the long breaks as well as before and after lectures in my working week. I knew I didn’t have enough money to spend on a week pass at my former gym and I needed somewhere else cheaper to turn to.

The gym on the front street had always been somewhere I never took an interest in. Like a vape shop or a pub, it markets as a cheap gym for guys to go when they need to work out, no contract at all. Unlike every relationship I’ve ever been in.

As the sun rose on the Monday the eager little child in me came dancing down the front street and waltzing through the doors handing over my fee for the week my eyes went as wide as the Wear at Roker. Seeing all the machines and the different racks plates and dumbbells, I thought I’d died and gone to Gold’s Gym.

If my muscles could cry with tears of joy, I would have flooded the front street at how happy I was, in the first upper body session I got to play with the best weightlifting toys. I did a shoulder press with a custom loaded barbell and even had the pleasure of using an old chin-up station. It came to the leg day and this is when the honeymoon ended.

Not because I was training legs, but in my trans-state on the upper body day I was the only one in the room and on leg day I was not alone, the room became filled with massive inflatable looking like men who’d give the Michelin man and Baymax a run for their money.

I’m five foot 11 and toned, I’ve never been big and bulky and even I felt a little small in comparison but that never affects me. As I squatted deep with a dumbbell all I could hear was as an almighty grunt. Louder than Serena Williams playing Wii Sports tennis in front of a mirror. It made the atmosphere feel awkward and tense.

As the week went by the grunting got louder, and the gym decided to up the volume of the music, like fighting a wildfire with a canister of lynx Africa and some petrol. I kept looking around and seeing the poor form of technique the Baymax boys had and it was unsettling. “Drop the weight down and You’ll do it right” I wanted to say but reading the room I knew I’d end off as flat as IKEA Billy bookcase before assembly.

My heart began to miss the University gym, Where everyone was friendly, and they had a good selection of weightlifting equipment. No Baymax and Michelin Men with lousy form. Thank goodness normality will resume next week as I couldn’t take another week in that gym. In life I’ll always have two special relationships. My partner and the gym and the ones I’ve got now are the ones I want to keep.