I had my day off today. The chance to sit in a coffee shop
and update my blog, write a few post cards, stuff like that. Meanwhile Sally and
Sue went into Auckland to do ‘stuff’.
I didn’t get much done over my coffee and muffin but that’s
not the point. What did happen is that it offered a chance to collect my thoughts. I’ve
noticed that I am not blogging so much this time compared with my cycle trips.
That’s because, with Sally around my head doesn’t get the chance to empty. We
are constantly considering what to do next; it's different from normal as while on my bike I just pedal. So
now there is no time or space in my head to then collect some thoughts worth writing
about.
Unfortunately, one morning alone was not enough to get the process rolling
but it’s a start. It was not helped by the male assistant at the craft-bakery-cum-coffee-shop.
It took me ages to decide on a decaff-Americano with hot milk on the side and a
raspberry muffin, without butter, which yes, I would like heated. I felt
chuffed at the progressed made.
Then he asked “would I like one of our artisanal breads to
take home?” I had to point out that I was a man. I make just one decision at a
time and he had already used up my full allotment for the morning. He should
have known: he was filling my head with all this extra stuff to think about – French
stick or crusty farmhouse? No wonder I didn’t get to add much to my blog.
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