Aladdin’s Cove
Velvet, lace and leather dressed the walls and rails. Smiles, coffee and an unfamiliar friendliness dressed the staff.
An Aladdin’s Cove away from the bitter cold that filled the outside streets. Amongst the leather sofas, old newspapers and coffee bar, friends, colleagues and acquaintances gathered. Laptops placed on an old wood table and coffee placed in hands the meeting would commence.
Passers-by who entered to browse were neither ignored nor invited in. The meeting continued regardless of who lingered. The feeling of intrusion was present. As if you’d just stepped into someone’s warm welcoming living room whilst they were entertaining guests, and they haven’t realised you’re there and continue with their happiness.