by Steve Tanham
The space between us had changed. I smiled as I sat down next to the tall latté waiting for me in the coffee shop opposite the roaring spring sea which was doing its best to reclaim the old seaside town. “You knew, didn’t you?” Alexandra asked, in a question that wasn’t. “Knew that the sun in the one-tree would change things?” “I did,” I replied, … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Nine
by Steve Tanham
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. She gyred and gimbled down the steep slope of the hillside; full of music, laughter and the generally infectious good will that is the core of Ali – she of the golden heart, and one of the heroines of the River … Read More Gyre, Gimble and Ancient Egypt
by Steve Tanham
She leaned forward, and at the same time, took a large swig of her coffee. I had seen her do it many times; it signalled that she was about to launch her enquiry. “Home” I said, softly, completely ruining her build-up. “How did you–?” she laughed, there was little sign of the irritation that would have accompanied my impolite gesture back when we first … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Eight
by Steve Tanham
A free place at our forthcoming workshop this weekend. Donated by a Companion who has paid for his place but is unable to attend due to ill-health. The Silent Eye STOP PRESS One Free place available Would YOU like to join us for the Silent Eye Workshop in Derbyshire this weekend? One of our Companions is too ill to attend and has generously donated … Read More Would you like a Free place at our workshop this weekend?
by Steve Tanham
On Golden Wave On golden wave our life is passed In joy or sorrow’s dance As solar heartbeat pulses through And upward lifts our glance — We choose the crest or anguished trough In looking with fixed eye We play the chosen role that looks For gaolers in the sky — But he is neither high nor low Who judges our intent And in … Read More On Golden Wave
by Steve Tanham
“So the circle of stations on top of your cheesy cylinder are the outermost layer of something?” Alexandra was in fine form. Outside the coffee shop, the first real day of spring-like weather was in full flow, despite the early hour. We had decided to celebrate this visible end of winter by sitting outside. I had bought the coffee. Alexandra had brought us a … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Seven
by Steve Tanham
“You’re not going to eat that, are you?” I watched the tableau unfold. The rolled slice of Dutch cheese was just an inch from my mouth when she stopped me. I was grateful she had, because, in my half hour of cheesy construction, the previous evening, I had mauled it somewhat, with my fingers and my wife’s borrowed cake cutters, and didn’t really relish … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Six
by Steve Tanham
The rain lashed at the seafront cafe’s windows. Would this horrible wet weather never end? I wondered, as I hurried, slightly late because of the heavy and slow traffic, into the warm interior. Alexandra had not wasted the extra time. Before her, on our table, lay a newly-drawn enneagram on a fresh serviette. I took off my raincoat, sodden despite the brief walk, and … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee – Part Five
Sun in Gemini 
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