#ThursdayDoors ‘Delicious Doors’ #Coffee #Tea #Friendship

If you come inside

You’re sweetest tooth you will delight.

Coffee, tea and cake

All of your worries will take.

If shared with good friends

You’ll find ways to make amends.

In Ice Cream Café

All worries will fly away.

Many of life’s daily worries seem even smaller after a chat with a friend, and if you also share some tea or coffee in a nice coffee shop, perhaps things won’t seem so bad, after all, ‘a problem shared is a problem halved.’

Do pop over to Norm’ Blog, #ThursdayDoors host, to join in or to check out other fabulous doors from around the world!

Hope you’re having a fabulous Thursday!

Cash and Serendipity #SoCS #FlashFiction

This post is written in response to Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) prompt

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “cash.” Use it in your post as a noun or a verb… or a name! Enjoy! Join in, here’s our new badge!

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Cash is fast becoming a thing of the past. I mean, who has cash nowadays?

Most people I know never use it and never have it.

That doesn’t mean they don’t have any money. it means they use credit cards instead of cash.

Today at lunch, a friend, who has recently come back from London, told me a true story about how he met someone who became very special to him, while he was on his way to work.


Cash and Serendipity


The waitress who prepared my daily café latte said, ‘1.80,’ as always.

I handed her my card, as usual.

‘It’s not working. Can you pay by cash?’

‘I don’t have any cash. Can I pay you tomorrow?’

The waitress shook her head. ‘There’s a cash machine just outside.’

‘No time, I’m afraid. I’m late to work.’

‘Sorry,’ she said as she took back my coffee and turned to the next customer.

‘I’ll pay for both, mine and hers,’ he said nodding at me.

On our way out, I said, ‘I’ve been coming here every day for months. I can’t believe she wouldn’t let me pay tomorrow. Do you come here often?’

‘Every day, Monday to Saturday, ten past eight sharp, just like you,’ he said.

‘Great. I’ll see you tomorrow then. It’ll be my treat.’

‘Tomorrow’s Sunday, but we can have coffee and take a walk instead of going to work.’

I smiled. ‘Lovely.’


Have you ever had any similar experiences when you were short of cash?


#WordlessWednesday & #1LinerWeds on Life and Coffee

I’ve just discovered via Twitter, that there’s a Blog called Create With Joy which hosts, among other events,  #WordlessWednesday. There’s a badge and a linky at the end of Joy’s the post and there’s a Facebook and Twitter connection, too. So, I’ll be joining in. The only rule seems to be ‘sharing family-friendly photos’. Sounds fun and easy. Most entries have some text, too, but I’ll be keeping it to the minimum.


This week, I’ve been looking over my holiday photos, and I was thinking how the basic, simple things in life bring us the greatest pleasure. Water. Looking at pure, clean, fresh water has a calming effect.

These pictures were taken standing at the edge of one of the largest dams in Spain ‘El Pantano del Ebro’ in Cantabria. There’s a little beach ‘Playa de Arija‘, where people can swim, too, and there’s a camping site. Well worth a visit if you’re ever in the north of Spain.




As usual, I’m going to be linking #WordlessWednesday to #1LinerWeds on Linda G. Hill’s blog, which I’ve been taking part in on and off.


I’m joining both this week. Lind’s 1-liner is C is for Coffee.

I love Jim Carey. He’s funny, he’s intelligent, he’s caring and I love the things he says in his inspirational talks.

I love this quote, which has some relation to coffee 🙂 but it’s really about not taking anything or anyone for granted and remembering there’s a time limit to everything.

I wake up some mornings and sit and have my coffee and look out at my beautiful garden, and I go, ‘Remember how good this is. Because you can lose it.’

Jim Carey


While I’m working, one of the best moments in my mornings is my coffee break, when I chat to my colleagues and sometimes my students (I teach adults, so we often have a coffee and a chat during the break). The reason’s not because I don’t like my job (I love it), but because I love speaking and listening to people informally.

I enjoy those brief moments (20-30 minute break) of relaxed and real conversation, which inspire me as a writer. No wonder those 18th century coffee shops contributed to the Enlightenment and the rise of the novel…

Anyone else for coffee?