Nine Deadly Part 31 – An Eye for an I .Alexandra. The last time I was in here, I had glimpsed something. Insight had flickered and shifted as the concentrated presence of John and, surprisingly, Rose, had nudged me none-too-gently towards my moment of ‘seeing’. Now, I wanted to know more … “It’s about where you put the “I”, isn’t it?” I asked John, … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 31 – An Eye for an I
Somewhat disappointed in myself for last week’s late arrival, I am here early, to give me time to chat to Rose. That darling lady, who runs the tea room, has watched and supported our craziness for some time. Craziness? I don’t really think so … though, when I get off that train in London each Monday, and stiffen back into my world – what I … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 29 – The Killing of Teachers
The first test would be to see whether Alexandra would be there, at all; the second would be whether she would launch a stream of invective at me, slapping down her written ‘resignation’ and thumping it for final punctuation in very British style. My first latte was half cold by the time I drank it. No show … I felt sad. I collected my … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with coffee, part 27 – Parts of the Whole
Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 26 – Outside the circle There was a chill wind as I took up my appointed place outside the doorway of our Monday morning cafe. The Summer had been a poor one for the North of England. Now, it looked as though the Autumn was about to arrive prematurely. I pulled my too-thin rain mac around my collar … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 26 – Outside the Circle
I sat, nervously sipping my coffee, wondering where Alexandra was. It was 08:45 and she should have arrived at least fifteen minutes ago. I was on edge for two reasons: firstly, I was worried that a woman who was never late should be so, now; secondly, an honest description of that part of our mental and emotional make-up that was the enneatype eight was … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 24 – Hot Blood and Innocence!
We met at our usual coffee shop on the seafront–it having become anything but usual over the past few weeks; when our short, Monday adventures had taken us out in the landscapes around the bay. “Ah, normality! – So, at least I’ll get to London on time,” said Alexandra, sitting down at the table and looking glad to be enjoying a less hectic Monday morning. “My … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 23 – Too much of everything!
I met Alexandra at the local station. She had agreed to spend an hour longer with me before getting the London train from Oxenholme, which serves the Lake District and has a direct link to the capital. She changed into her summer boots at the back of her car, and we walked the short distance to the local bakery, which had a tiny cafe, … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee (20) – A Torrent of Fear
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Alexandra was picking her way along the shoreline at the edge of the bay, probably cursing me. She was clutching a printed copy of the email I had sent her, asking that she bring sensible footwear – for which, these days, she read ‘boots’ – and allow a little extra time. The note closed with my offer of bringing the coffee. I had a … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee (19) – Rocky of the Rock
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Alexandra joined me at exactly half past eight, smiling. She took a thin and exotic-looking notes folder, bound in black leather, from her large travel bag. From the folder, which she opened and laid out on our coffee table, she took a shiny, black and gold Mont Blanc pen. “Nice . . .” I said. “Morning” she responded. “Still nice . . .” “It’s … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee (18) – The Jealous Eye