If we were having coffee …

… I’d have to tell about this amazing cup of tea I had on Thursday! By amazing, I mean an experience like nothing I’d ever felt. It all started about 11 in the morning.  That’s not when I was drinking the tea.  That’s when I realised something wasn’t right. My first thought was sugar crash. I’dContinue reading “If we were having coffee …”

If we were having coffee …

… you would have to listen to an anti-Facebook rant … although, “anti” is probably too strong a word … more like “can-you-believe-how-much-life-gets-sucked-out-of-you-when-you-join-Facebook”. I’d heard of the impact of social media, many many times. I signed up for blogging with WordPress as an alternative to the negatives of Facebook, but eventually joined up anyway. All those WordPressContinue reading “If we were having coffee …”

If we were having coffee …

… I’d be eager to finish, scull the dregs, and get back to the work bench.  You’d like to hang around? That would be fine, but you might find my conversational skills, while usually awkward, are absolutely useless when I’m sewing. It’s not quite a zen state.  I won’t dish the religious experience of theContinue reading “If we were having coffee …”

If we were having coffee …

… and you asked me how my day’s been, I’d have to reply “Bloody Brilliant” with an exclamation-mark tone to my voice. You know I’m not given to swearing, so clearly it’s been an unusually good day. Some days are turning points, you know. There are those we have no say in. Change happens andContinue reading “If we were having coffee …”

If we were having coffee …

… I wouldn’t be able to speak until I’d started the second cup. Nothing personal. I love our chats. Please don’t think I’m ignoring you. It’s just that the mental fog is thick today. Oh, you’re feeling as bright as a button. I’m picturing an old biscuit tin that’s full of assorted shiny buttons tinklingContinue reading “If we were having coffee …”