I love good coffee, of all stripes, whether a lovingly filtered Ethiopian Kochere from Monmouth, a bog standard latte from Caffe Nero, a Nespresso at home, or just a very welcome instant in the middle of nowhere if time and place dictate.

Unfortunately, it hates me, and more than a cup, maybe two in a day tends to give me a massive migraine, and knocks me out for a couple of days. However, like the good addict I am, I'm back again the next day.