Common and Lido aside, Tooting Bec is the veritable no mans land of the SW17 postcode. Yes there is a branch of Tartine within stumbling distance of the tube station, but ever since its 'soft' opening many months back, it's failed to capture the hearts and appetite's of Tooting locals. And by locals, I mean me :) Gloomy interiors may work if there's a decent slab of carrot cake at the end of the stick - as with the Graveney and Meadow, but generally not if a compensatory sweet treat is lacking. So why the love for Walker Wyatt? Well lets just say a humungous slice of light-as-a-feather victoria sponge probably earned it at least one star out of my four star rating. And then there's that perfect weekend ambience that many coffee shops try and fail to recreate - natural light streaming through windows + enough people to create a comforting background din without you having to shout over your loose leaf tea = happy times all round. read more