Dice Man

Joe Gill

I got married, I bought a house, I moved into said house and started decorating it, well more accurately my wife (that sounds strange and probably will for some time) and James and Andy  the decorators did that mostly. I - sorry, we - were given some wonderful wedding gifts, one of them was a cappucino maker, which was all I wanted really. Fancy cutlery is overpriced and I fear for becoming too smug and bourgeois...Still, when I opened the box I fully understood the lyrics to the Talking Heads song "And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife, and you may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?" But here I am, with a beautiful coffee machine, which is strange, for someone like me who is at some level anti-materialist or anti-consumerist, and a shopaphobe (is that the opposite of shopaholic, I'm not sure?). Yes, this is a product I am truly excited about, and it is a wonderful distraction from domestic and work tasks. If I could drink 10 cups of my own coffee a day I would. I am the proverbial boy in the sweet shop - except I've moved on  through beer to coffee and wine. I suppose the only thing that could be more exciting than being able to make your own half-decent cappucino at home, would be a champagne machine...now that would truly be dangerous. However, I think you might need a vineyard and some French soil and a few barrels. Ah well. I will remain thrilled to know that my cappuccino is only minutes away whenever I want it. I am now at my desk - the same old desk but now in a new sun-filled attic. What more could I ask for - a holiday!

I should add that About Time is definitely in America now, and so, it must be on the shelves of Barnes & Noble anyday now. If you are near one, and you happen to see it there (pine green box, beautiful design), drop us a line.