Coffee with George

There's no escaping it. The older I get, dear reader, the more l have in common with George Clooney. And not just in the obvious ways. I mean sure we're both confirmed bachelors (ahem!), we both have more than a touch of grey hair (on his head, in his case, in my ears in mine). But it goes deeper than that - and I'm not referring to Vietnamese pot-bellied pigs or hanging out with Brad Pitt. I'm talking java. George, you see, has recently started appearing in ads for Nespresso coffee. JUST (my caps) - spookily - as I purchase a Nespresso coffee machine. I somehow KNOW he feels the same way I do about those exquisite brightly-coloured little capsules - it's like having the crown jewels in your kitchen. For the last couple of years I have valiantly struggled on with a rival system, but it somehow lacked the sheer glamour of Nespresso. Remember you can't buy the coffee in ordinary shops, you have to go to a Nespresso "boutique" and - interesting fact coming up - did you know that all the Nespresso coffee sold in the world is roasted and packaged in ONE plant, in Orbe, Switzerland? Move over Scientology and Kabbalah - to really be in with the in-crowd, you've gotta be in the Nespresso club - did I just see Kirstie Alley in the boutique? Was that Britney and Sean Preston? Of course, the darn things cost an arm and a leg. So here's hoping they read this fab plug and send me loads of freebies (I'm a Volluto and Decaffeinato Lungo kinda guy) :) And if George wants to deliver them in person, so much the better...