Coffee Connections

A bustle surrounds me that is strangely comforting, nurturing, inspiring. I take a sip of Soya Mocha and recline into the wooden chair that almost reminds me of being back at school. Wherever I look, cups are being lifted, people are talking and people are thinking. Hot chocolate, cappuccinos, iced tea and lattes – all at…

Spring Awakening

  A giant bee buzzes behind my head and hops from one flower to the next. Wonderfully lost in its own world, it’s oblivious to me sitting here with my cup of morning coffee. No sooner than I turn around to watch it, it takes off and disappears over the hedge. I suddenly notice the…

In search of the orange shrimp

Rumour has it that there were once two brothers who didn’t get along. Like most siblings, Marco and Pedro would fight…a lot. In an attempt to stop the feuding, their father would take them to the family restaurant after school and put them to work. It was during these long summers that their father’s love…

Getting up, again

With an estimated 2.5 million people in the UK today who have had a cancer diagnosis, the number of family members caring for them is also growing. Jeff Chandler takes an intimate look into the life of a local woman who discovered the harsh realities of caring for her sick husband…and what was through the…

Any day now…

I placed the bunches carefully onto the kitchen worktop with the rest of the shopping and began to put everything away. I snipped off the elastic bands holding the stems together and trimmed the ends. Over the next couple of days, I casually glanced at the buds as I walked past the vase. I looked…

The Elephant Room

  As the heavy door clicks quietly shut, the familiar scent of a hotel room embraces me. Keycard goes in, ambient lights come on and I suddenly notice that I have a new friend staying with me. Sitting on the bed, with an upturned trunk, is a sweet little elephant fashioned from various towels. I…

Morning Love

Sunday morning and the city is slowly waking. Apart from a light breeze that strokes the branches overhead, everything is still. Steam swirls up and out of my yellow mug. It sits next to my red smoothie. And I’m looking out into the world. The daffodils that I placed in the vase a couple of…