homemade coffee

i'm not always out gallivanting in cafes.

sometimes it's nice to just sit around with your grandparents and eat homemade savoury scones right out of the oven and drink cups of delightfully strong homemade coffee, brewed in a fancy modern cafetiere thing and milk heated in a jug in the microwave, and hear all their stories and plans. apparently they're going to vietnam for three weeks. oh to be ninety* and ninety-two, footloose and fancy free!

see evidence of my grandfather's awesomeness here ...and gran's just out on the golf course before heading off to give mama bear some physio. if i have to get old, this is how i want to do it.
*gran, i know you're only eighty-nine, but ninety sounds good for bragging about my grandparents.