Welcome to my perfumed garden

Someone (the bastard!) has drunk the last precious spoonfuls of my Cuban coffee. I have beans in the freezer but no grinder (forgot that little detail when I bought them on auto). I'm fighting it, but I'm thinking I might have to resort to instant. (screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammm!) And how old is that jar of Nescafe anyway...? ::shudder::

I'm going to have to walk into Penistone and buy coffee, aren't I? ::cue heavy, heavy sigh:: I'm all cosy by the fire, the house is really quiet for a wonder; I was all set to finish Angel Dust today. I could incorporate a side-trip to the Co Op into my run I suppose...

And it's a gorgeous day! Blue sky; one of those lovely , cloudless winter skies with touches of pink, purple and amber at the horizon; everything twinkling with frost.

ETA: We're out of Earl Grey, too. Dammmit!! What the hell is going on??!