THERE'S SOME COFFEE IN THE POT. BUT IT'S PROBABLY COLD.
Every September the 1st I feel a little sad that I'm not at King's Cross Station* boarding the Hogwarts Express from Platform 9 3/4. Finding a compartment with friends, waving goodbye to parents, feasting on treacle tarts and chocolate frogs while catching up on each other's summers. Then, finally tugging on robes and pulling into Hogsmeade Station.