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Yeah, because Nuno Mendes's Viajante sold food that was WAAAAAYYYY cheaper...


This is a bullshit story, a journalist with not enough stories on his hands, pushing his agenda against a start up business, because he couldn't get in to interview anyone at Town Hall Hotel.


He can cock off. Twat.

Leave them alone. They're just expressing themselves through cereal. And wouldn't you rather that than people who wear chinos and deck shoes?


.....sorry. just morphed into Rosie there for a sec. Sorry but both of these guys are monumental bellends.


And no I don't wear chinos (or salmon cords)

"The Pear Cafe was opened by brothers Smith and Carnellson. "We just got up one day and thought why isn't there somewhere you can just go an eat a pear at any time of day? And what would such a place look like? And we were away. We sell six types of pear including a rare variety that only grows in Corsica"

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> .....sorry. just morphed into Rosie there for a

> sec. Sorry but both of these guys are monumental

> bellends.



Met 'em. They're nice. And Louisa, they're not from the Home Counties. What a monumental load of parochial cock.


I like what they're doing. They're excited about cereal, it's nice to feel positive about something, eh?


Myself, I'm ambivalent verging on disappointed about cereal, so I'll probably never eat there. But it's nice that they're brothers who had a ridiculous idea, and rather than doing what most of us would do, and boring our mates about it in the pub for years to come, about what could have been and what should have been, they opened a cafe that champions their obsession.


Ah, the season of goodwill. I wonder how your shrivelled little hearts summon up the power to keep beating throughout the day.

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