today i was introduced to the ace cafe. why has it taken for me to get to 30 something and a little more something, years of age and only to have just discovered it.
it’s ace!
everything stops for tea
now, i have been a fan of tea for a long long time. from the very first cup in the morning, to a cheeky cup in the afternoon with a naughty bit of something on the side to help it all go down just nicely.
i’m not a fussy girl, good old builders is fine. splash of milk no sugar, thank you very much.
balalloons
eating out with friends used to be quite simple; ronnie was always pretty well behaved in comparison to some and actually quite a joy, as he would scoff down anything you care to give him. watching other mothers & fathers struggle to feed their slightly feral brood with even the simplest of foods was always sad to see, and I often wondered whether they were wondering “why did we bother”.
sometimes all you need is a hat
you awake on a monday morning and in just moments
count down to friday begins
one by one the days pass by and friday inches it’s way to you