Coffee and Cookies

It was a bad day at work yesterday and one of a series of bad days for a friend of mine. At the end of the day she seemed so worn, defeated and so, so sad and in the need for cheering up.

So on the way home last night I popped into Sainsbury’s and picked up a stick of butter a bag of caster sugar, a large bar of milk chocolate and the biggest jar of peanut butter I could find and when I got home baked her a batch of my peanut butter with chocolate chunk cookies. This morning I received a tremulous smile from her even though the defeat and sadness was still echoed in her eyes.

I couldn’t do anything to help her other than be there and try to cheer her with cookies that I know she likes.

I hate it when I am helpless to help or resolve problems from people I care about. I have never been one to just sit on the sidelines watching and waiting for things to work themselves out I prefer to be a proactive person and help sort the problem out or at least stand shoulder to shoulder providing support.

Now I feel sad. Coffee and cookies are essential now. There should be another 2 cups left in my coffee machine. Mmmm… Tim Hortons. My friend from Canada ships cans of Hortons’ coffee to me cause we don’t have Tim Hortons over here in the UK. If I run out of Horton’s coffee, a very nice Columbian or Peruvian will do in fact any of the other South American coffees will. I can’t drink African coffee due to the acidity in the bean that gives me terrible heartburn. The closest I have to a decent coffee shop is Caffe Nero and at a push Costa.
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Ok, so who has pinched the last of my coffee???

Todays photographs

A couple of street photographs for you all today



This is one of the images I have in my exhibition at the moment. It was taken in October 2011 on the south Bank of the River Thames in London when my friend from Canada visited and we spent the day in London.



This one I took at the beautiful Bolsover Castle. These two ladies were trying to spot the derelict shell of Sutton Scarsdale Hall 1 mile away across the motorway.



This one is a gentleman at Nottingham's annual 1940's Knees Up celebration where many people dress in 1940's clothing and spend the day being entertained by musicians playing music from the 40's, sampling foods seeing exhibits of life during the 40's. Also because it is held in the grounds of The Museum of Nottingham Life which front some of the sandstone caves that lie beneath Nottingham and were used for Air Raid shelters during the Luftwaffer bombings in the early part of WWII mock air raids are held to show what our parents, grand parents and great grand parents experienced during those trying days 70 years ago.