Delicious Devon

Who knew the UK could taste this good?

I began writing this post while sitting in a Pret a Manger in Heathrow Airport. I’d meticulously squirted hand sanitiser onto the table and wiped it down, before gingerly placing my laptop onto it. The man next to me had his own hand sanitiser and we side-eyed each other with sterile approval.

I’m not a Pret a Manger fan and my barely passable ice café l…