Isn’t it funny how over time your needs, wants and preferences change? I used to think it strange when people would say they couldn’t get their day started until they had a cup of coffee or tea (and back in the day – a cigarette). Breakfast was always, and continues to be, the least important meal for me, but in the past few years I have to admit that humble cup of coffee has become my morning Red Bull fix. I can literally feel life return to my body and mind as soon as the coffee machine begins to gurgle and groan. The aroma of freshly brewing coffee – reported to have closed the sale of many a house once partnered with a hug from the smell of baking bread – signals all is well with my world and in a few short minutes those extremities that currently feel like they belong to someone else will join the party.