Today's carefully chosen coffeehouse (well, only one or two left unvisited on Andy's master map) is oh so very Woodbridge. For this is Browsers, the bookshop which doubles up as a cafe in a baby Borders fashion. Cast your eye over the ever interesting selections that adorn the display tables, then park yourself for some tiffin and a latte. This, dear reader, is what Kenneth Clark meant by Civilisation.

There's unsubstantiated talk of savoury offerings if you're early enough: don't count on it. Best to grab a sarnie elsewhere, maybe from the Sandwich Shop at number 17. Come for the books, stay for the cake.

Each of the cakes has a nicely printed label saying not just what it is, e.g. lemon drizzle cake, but also, and this is nifty, from which recipe book it's been taken. I spotted contributions from:

• Nigel Slater -- top toast man,
• Delia -- no surname required,
• Nigella -- ditto,
• Claire Macdonald -- she's a baroness, doncha know,
• and Mary Berry -- outscored the others hands down

Both me and G. chose the carrot cake from Mrs Macd, and boy it was good. They serve a mean cup of coffee, too, with quality oomph. Feel free to peruse today's paper (lot of Guardian readers in here), pay a little extra to check your email using their single PC, or ask to use their free WiFi. Why not get Bluetooth-ed up and treat the place like your own home office, as per road warrior Cassy? And there's a sprinkling of tables outside. That'll be all boxes ticked.

If it was a car -- VW New Beetle.
If they were passing by -- Jasper Fforde.