Television is not real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs (Bill Gates)
Chocolate, men, coffee: some things are better rich (Anonymous)
I have become used to going to coffee shops by myself. I’m okay with it. I take a book to read and sip my latte whilst stopping every now and then to observe my fellow customers, and passers by.
I sometimes feel nostalgically sad when I see groups of girlfriends out having coffee and laughs together. So many friends I have had coffee with over the years…
When Ariél was still at school, we started doing menu planning for the week (an effort to be super-organised. It didn’t last very long) – we would go to Woolies Café on Monday afternoon when I fetched her from school, plan our menus for the week while we had a coffee and then buy the ingredients for the whole week (the basics we bought from Pick ‘n Pay).
Coffee at Woolies Café with Kyle sometimes, and with Roarke sometimes – very special moments which I cherish. My beautiful boys.
Now it’s Costa coffee at the weekend with Tom. Or at our special coffee shop in Brighton, the one on the corner that makes the most divine chocolate croissants. Or amoretto coffee at Tulleys Farm. And these days it’s also a cuppa with Gill…
Coffee with a special friend makes my world go around. Thanks for the memories.