But when I went to pay, there was not a human cashier in sight, just a row of automated payment machines. Not wishing to add to the loss of yet more jobs, I left without buying.
This did, however, bring back to me the words of a song by Mike Waterson (who sadly died last year): Tea's Made, which bemoaned the presence of drinks vending machines in cafes.
Ending magnificently: So do not use this cafe Join the picket line with me. Then they'll have to build a robot. To drink their fucking tea
(Language entirely justified!)
John McKenzie
Stevenage