Teensy-weensy

Jemma, Scott and I went for a coffee on the way to Strood station where they caught a train home. The weather was lovely and we sat in the sun at a place on the Medway Valley Leisure Park. The place had some strange foibles though. They offer the strangest concoction I have ever heard of; coffee with an ice cream float. Now I've enjoyed ice cream in carbonated drinks but in coffee? And there seemed to be a fixation with miniaturisation. There were a couple of Oreo biscuits served with the coffee and they were each smaller than a jelly bean (delivered with the bill). This milk bottle is a loving recreation of what the milkman used to leave on the doorstep but it is no taller than 3 inches high. I'm also not sure why they brought it - a black coffee, a latte (because I am sophisticated) and a Coke don't need milk do they?