There are cafes and there then there are caffs. Caffs from memory, by the old Bull Ring underpasses and the coach station, where various members of  Dexy’s Midnight Runners would hang out, or The Hawks, or TV Eye, or The Prefects or any number of groups  with punkish attitudes, sitting glumly on a cold summers day, nursing  large chipped mugs of builders tea, a brown tea almost thick as hot chocolate. Everything was a shade of beige, or grey or a dirty industrial grime.  There are still some of these places left, which pre-date the invention of the cappuccino.

But now, we wander around Stara Ochota, and come across a new favourite cafe, near to the Filtry waterworks. In the shade, a near perfect place as you can find to plan a creative laboratory for Macedonia in September. The plans take shape, the delicious pastries are consumed…

New postings on the Intercultural Dialogue project in the July News section of the project web site.

Image: Stephen Duffy in one of those caffs near the old Bull Ring….