The Cafe Puke has been mentioned many times during the saga that is the Earplug Adventures. Sometimes, during a tale, we might catch a glimpse of the interior of that most reviled emporium of the coffee bean, but never have we really been INSIDE an average Cafe Puke franchised outlet. Well that situation has been put to rights; and it all happened because I didn’t take enough shopping bags to Sainsburys. I shall explain. Quickly realising that I wouldn’t be able to pack all my goods into the solitary bag that nestled daintily in the bottom of my trolley, I took the display box in which the yoghurts I wanted lay. The cashier didn’t mind, so a half-hour later this sat upon the kitchen table, which doubles as my writing desk…
Immediately I saw the possibilties. Ideas began fermenting in my aging brain. Quite a while later, and following lots of trips to the attic and shed, this was the result…
Want to look inside? Go ahead…
Look, it even has an air conditioning unit! Obviously that is why – when word got around the earplug world – it became populated very quickly..
Why, isn’t that Nigel, the King of Scroton, ordering for his wife Beatrix, Magnuss, and Hair-Trigger? Hob-nobbing or what? It can’t be the coffee that draws them in: it must be the decor!
And the late opening hours…
Tooty Nolan: Languishing Somewhere Between Clever and Stupid 
Clever..It certainly came in usefull for your cafe puke.
If I wasn’t retired, I’d consider the amount of time it took to be utterly wasted. But I am, and it wasn’t. Finally we have a Cafe Puke!