I'm not sure whether the Nespresso advert has made its slick, smooth way down to Melita. But it's all the rage in these parts. After George's No Martini, No Party ad, it's now rich, intense George and the coffee. Ever so sophisticated. At this stage I've got a confession to make - if I were a girl or if I 'played for the other side' (as my cousin Mark Marshall would put it), I'd definitely have a crush on George. Oh and on Johnny too.

But I digress. Nespresso might not have come to Malta. But Espresso has. We like the idea and reckon that we could spin off a couple of decent pieces for it on a fairly regular basis, say once a week. After all we had written for Cafe Babel (mmm that smell of coffee again!) a few moons back. So, in keeping with the stated philosophy of the site, we sent the espresso people a quick, snappy email called "You tossers!" and offered to scribble a couple of articles replete with "blasphemy" and to do regular reviews of the most "decadent" stuff in print. The tone of our email was in jest, of course, but we honestly would like to contribute. No email back yet. After a long, distinguished career in blog journalism, we'll probably have to humble ourselves and send in individual articles praying to God that they get published. As long as they don't delete my references to 'sex explosions', I'll be fine.

PS: Oddly enough Wired Temples hasn't covered the launch.

As a digestif check out this great spoof of the Nespresso ad, featuring Jospin, Segolene, Sarko and co. courtesy of Les Guignols de l'Info.