Re-introduction to caffeine was a rude awakening

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For the last few weeks, this column has been penned from the capital as opposed to my usual desk in The Falkirk Herald office.

I’ve been working on a project in Edinburgh and my brief stay in the big smoke has taught me a few things – driving in the rush hour isn’t fun, a change isn’t necessarily as good as a rest ... and a bacon roll and a takeaway coffee is a great way to start the morning.

Yes, one thing the Johnston Press office across here has that my usual residence in Grangemouth doesn’t is an abundance of coffee shops within easy reach.

And I’ve certainly been taking advantage of them. In fact, if I don’t kick off my day with a large decaffeinated latte then there’s something far wrong.

Note the word ‘decaffeinated’. I realised some time ago that my tolerance of caffeine isn’t what it once was so my intake is restricted to the bare minimum.

Sometimes, however, I fall off the wagon – and once such occasion occurred last week.

For some reason, my three-year-old turned night into day and I arrived at the office less than wide awake.

My remedy? A proper

latte complete with four shots of coffee. Needless to say I didn’t get mjuch sleep that night either.

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