You don't really expect too much of a Wednesday, I'd hazard. Great to get past the working week halfway point, obvs, but anything else is a Brucie bonus. Then Andy declared himself free post-physio and there we were at 12:45pm driving at 90 down country lanes like my platinum-selling namesake. Not noticed that before, he said, as we took the Wickham Market exit, entered Pettistree and both spotted a hard-to-miss pink BAKERY sign. Off we turned by some classy lower-case lettering: "eat. move. breathe." I endorse that message.

Parked on the gravel at the rear of the ex-Three Tuns pub, I felt like Mr Jones: something is happening here but I don't know what it is. Under the pergola and leaflets galore offer a wealth of wellbeing events including a "turning towards the light" thing this coming solstice weekend with market stalls, flower creations and chef Robbie. Thankfully in the next room we beheld loaves and pastries courtesy of Harvey & Co 'cos it seems that vida.haus (no, nor me) is their bakery outlet.

Any savoury? Not a lot, said the super-friendly lady, but I can do you a couple of special toasties if you like. I'll bring them out. Most pleasant out there on a shaded picnic bench sipping my cola, and even more so when she presented us with our roast veg and cheese goodies. Yum, indeed. Couple of other folk hereabouts but none too busy, though I gather that might all change when they start using that fancy wooden outbuilding as a restaurant. She showed us some Instagram photos from a celebrated local cook: reader, neither of us knew that name. Bet it'll be good, though.

My card paid for the firsts so Andy's turn for the seconds. He emerged with a slice of bakewell and a "kouign-amman", a Breton laminated dough pastry similar to a croissant. Both first rate, ditto the cortado. Add vida.haus to the hidden gems list that includes Pinch and Hype.

If it was a car -- Viva E Coupe.
If they were passing by -- Melissa Barrera.