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My Hypothetical Coffee Shop

The coffee shop will be in a building with large windows for natural light, a high ceiling, modern hanging lantern lights and hanging faux greens. The shop will have light brown wallpaper, black tables and tables and patterned tiled flooring.  A wall of chalkboard will be at the employees' workstation with items for purchase. All the other walls will have bulletin boards on them. In the shop, the bannisters will have hanging leaves. There will also be a space accessible for people with disabilities. 

People like to get things off their chests and express themselves through art and writing. There are activities promoted in the shop - art and writing to promote the shop. Pieces of A5 paper and pencils are available for £2. 

Customers can leave their finished work on the bulletin boards, and they order food and different types of coffee. There will be a hosted night every fortnight, where customers will design an art piece for coffee and food. Four designs will be used as a design for coffee and food and featured on Tiktok, Instagram and Twitter alongside other people's art. 

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Describe yellow to a blind person.

Yellow is the warmth of the sunlight in the summer streaming through the leaves of the trees that soaks into your skin, warming it up. The colour offers the same intensity as rock metal on a radio that swims through the mind.

Yellow is daffodils and sunflowers. They're pressed flat between the pages of a book to remember your first date, your first kiss. It is the chunks of the sweet pineapple you shared with your schoolmates during lunch.

Yellow is a lemon - your eyes squint, and your lips pucker when its juice touches your tongue. It is the stretchy chain of melted cheddar in the grilled cheese sandwich you had paired with tomato soup for dinner.

Yellow has two sides; it is aggressive but lively, playful, fresh, energising and cheerful. 

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Why Britain Should Stop Drinking Tea?

"The British never seem to do anything until they've had a cup of tea, by which time it's too late!" This quote from the 1959 film, 'North West Frontier', carries much weight. The aromatic beverage has always been a staple at my house. My grandmother has always drank tea like it is water. I remember many afternoons drinking tea and dunking digestives in it. According to ITC, as cited in the UK Tea and Infusions Association, the British consume around 100 million cups of tea each day. This statistic proves that we have a dependence on the drink. Why is drinking tea such a central part of Britain's national identity? As a British citizen, I want to warn you why our fixation on drinking tea has become unhealthy. 

If you are looking for a pick-me-up or want something soothing and sweet, there are other options like coffee or hot chocolate. If you're just thirsty, water or juice can quench it. There is so much variety.

Drinking tea is a part of British culture. It has become a ritual for the British to connect socially and became a drink offered everywhere.  A phrase like  'Having a bad day? Cup of tea' is the British way of conversation starters. Why is it our default drink to offer this beverage? Because it is a tradition and it is socially acceptable to provide it to others.  It is ingrained in our society to drink it that anyone who doesn't like it has their identity as British questioned. Being British and disliking tea is a topic that people of our country post about on Reddit in the subreddit British Problems. The drink creates uncomfortable social situations when British non-tea drinkers refuse it. British non-tea drinkers are portrayed as flawed and wrongdoers when questioned by others.

Don’t you think we can stop the problem through the root cause?

It is time to stop drinking tea to unlearn this harmful thinking.

Reference:

UK Tea and Infusions Association https://www.tea.co.uk/tea-faqs

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Go Further with Driving Lessons. 

“It is a lifelong skill.” 

“You can have more independence to transport yourself to places.”

“Jobs require a driving licence.”  

These reasons below were supposed to persuade me to take control of a car. Be vulnerable.  

…

I took my first driving lesson.

I could do nothing but think about everything that could go wrong as I sat in the driving seat. I thought of the moment I would have to start the car, step on the accelerator and manoeuvre across the road. 

My body trembled. My palms moistened.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I looked out the windscreen. I pressed the ball of my right foot gently on the gas pedal. The car jerked as it moved across the road. 

Gradually, I accelerated the car smoothly with guidance from my instructor. I completed left turns on a T-junction and successfully parked the car by the curb. 

…

I was exhausted after my first lesson. The fear of the unknown stopped me from taking the first step towards gaining my driving license in the past. My driving instructor gave me the confidence to continue learning. 

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HAWAIIAN PIZZA

The smell across the room drew me into you first. 

Possessed by the scent of fresh dough, tomato sauce and cheese.

I remember the Friday nights. 

You and I, accompanied by a glass of wine on the couch.

The light of the TV cast a glow on us.

At every bite, warmth wrapped around me.

I love your thin crispy crust smothered in sweet tomato sauce and buttery cheese. 

I love the shredded ham on top. 

A taste as salty as tears.

I love the chunks of pineapple flesh. 

A burst of succulent nectar drips down my throat. 

Together it's a perfect pairing of sweet and savoury.

Why would anyone erase what sets you apart?

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