Located ludicrously close by (exactly half way between our home and my gym) I've discovered the most incredible bakery. And it's open 24hours a day. I guess the joke's on my fitness regime, but the treats at Infinity Bakery are so incredible (best vanilla cake ever, I promise) that's it's difficult to get up in arms over this clear and present sabotage. Infinity produce the Platonic ideal of a sourdough loaf, and weekend mornings chez Spring are reaping the benefits. My new favourite Saturday thing is to slip out early for a workout, a poke around the King's Cross markets, and a stop over at the bakers followed immediately by tea, the tearing of thick slices, and the liberal application of home-made raspberry jam, all enjoyed on the balcony, leisurely, with the weekend paper.