Weekend Coffee Share 27th March 2016

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Come on in. I’ll put the kettle on. Coffee or Tea or Hot Chocolate?

If we were having coffee I’d tell you I have absolutely nothing to tell you. Well not anything you’d want to stick around and hear. Happy Easter by the way. Easter has traditionally been a time of flooding rains. Every year the campers set out on Thursday night or Friday morning. Usually they get to set up camp in fine blue conditions but Friday night the deluge arrives only to see most of the campers not too happy and ready to pull up camp. This Easter they were given a nice Saturday and the rain came today, Sunday. It hasn’t affected me any as all week I have been culling words, not only from my exegesis but also a book chapter that has now become a journal article for reasons too long to go into but nothing to do with my chapter.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you I’m saving all these words that are being discarded. What for – goodness knows. They just add to my already cluttered computer but as in life, I’m a hoarder and struggle to throw anything away. You should have felt my anguish when I discovered a laundry tub I’d been saving in the trash can. The powers of control I had to exert to stop myself from pulling it out and rescuing it were immense. I know that all my treasures are Roger’s nemesis and I feared for his sanity if he were to find the stainless steel beauty back in the shed.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that Hail Caesar had gone from Noosa by Thursday which was when we were planning to go and had in fact been looking forward to a night out just the two of us. Most cinema we do is in the day so that my Mum can come with us but this was to be a romantic evening with popcorn. Instead we both went to sleep in front of the TV.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you Muffin’s wound has not healed. The vet is blaming us. I don’t know whether we are blaming anyone yet but it certainly is nothing we have done. Bed rest for a six month old is nigh on impossible.

My nothing week also had no photographs taken apart from the sky on Friday so I have none to share today. Blogging too has been minimal (I really do have my head down which is why I’m so boring at the moment) but the new Times Past will be out this week on Friday so you still have 5 days to contribute your grainy memories to the rich mix.

Now you must have more to tell me than I had to tell you if we were having coffee. How has your week been? Any signs of spring …or winter depending on where you live? Thank you Diana for hosting our weekend coffee share. Pop on over and say a quick hallo to her and the others who share over coffee.

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. Commenced a masters by research in 2014.
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27 Responses to Weekend Coffee Share 27th March 2016

  1. TanGental says:

    Saw Hail! Caesar last night. Not as good as I’d hoped from the directors and cast. Some laugh out loud stuff but a lot of padding too.

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  2. Another smiling face to greet the day. Sorry to hear about Muffin. I hope that wounds fast now.

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  3. Another smiling face to greet the day. Sorry to hear about Muffin. I hope that wounds heals fast now.

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  4. Happy Easter, Irene. I love your coffee shares. I always make sure I’m having a cup while reading this weekly article!

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  5. jan says:

    I’m eating a chocolate bunny as I catch up on your adventures! Yummy! Happy Easter!

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  6. Happy Easter. 🌷🐰🌿πŸ₯

    Hope things start to get better. Sorry to hear about Muffin. Take care of yourself. πŸ’—

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  7. You sound a bit down, Irene, probably too much that’s not pretty, what with Muffin’s injury, all the “slog” work on your writing, and not enough relaxation. I hope the new week affords you some fun. Time to get that old tub out and fill it with earth and a few seeds, see what surprises grow.

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  8. Norah says:

    Sounds like a long week, Irene, with that tiresome job of culling words. I hope this week improves and the cull lightens your load. Take care.

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  9. Charli Mills says:

    Sending you sunshine vibes in your coffee!

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  10. Lisa Reiter says:

    I love the relaxed tone of these posts and the sheer ordinariness. I might just have to put the kettle on 😘

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