It’s all Ivan’s fault. He runs Eleven Books & Coffee in and he suggested we should actually record the daft conversations that Jacques & I have on Monday in his cafe.
So, for your listening pleasure/disdain, and at the mercy of the other cafe patrons, we started recording our stupid, meandering conversations.
Note: We wore lapel microphones yet I didn’t have them turned on. Next time… 🙂Tags: coffee, gavin, jacques, post