Coffee

Tea is my preferred cuppa.

It's G who is the coffee drinker here.

So he was the ideal person to go out for a coffee with T this morning, that is after they had been to the post office to get his car taxed.

Two things there.

1. Who knew selected post offices were open on a Sunday

and 

2. T passed his driving test yesterday at the first attempt.

He was smiling from ear to ear.

So very pleased for him and so very proud of him too.

Although I don't tend to drink coffee I do like the flavour of it in food.
So my nod to it being coffee day was to treat myself to this little pot of coffee mousse.
After standing and ironing for an hour I sat with my feet up and slowly ate it, savouring every mouthful.

Decision

Last year I made a decision.

I decided to stop attending my monthly book club.

It's held at the local library on the second Wednesday of each month and I've been going for a few years, in fact since the very first session.

I have read some wonderful books, ones which I would never have chosen to read otherwise, and I've met some lovely people.

But the thing is I don't get a huge amount of time to read. 

Back then I was travelling to work via public transport and had an hour a day 3 times a week with nothing else to do but read. Over the course of a month this was more than enough time to read whatever it was I had to read.

 Nowadays more often than not I don't start let alone finish the book of the month.

And I have sooooooooooo many books at home waiting to be read.

So back to my decision.

I would go along in December and say cheerio to the group.

Only when I got there it was me and one other, it seemed everyone else was busy with other festive stuff.

 We chatted for about 5 minutes and then went on our separate merry ways.

I decided I'd say goodbye in January instead.

 January's meeting rolled around but on the night G was home from work a little later than normal and by the time I was set to leave they would have been halfway through.

Never mind I thought I had (again!) not the read the book and as I was really only going to say I'm leaving I didn't think it would matter.

Due to time not being on my side I hopped in the car instead of walking as I normally would.

Only Saints were playing at home and the car parks were rammed with supporters who had left their cars to walk over to the the football ground and I couldn't get parked anywhere!

I'm keeping my fingers crossed for third time lucky in February.

Now I did say I didn't have as much time for reading as when I first started at the book club, which is true, but I have already finished the Twelve Days Christmas which was a present from Jo in our swap and am now nearly halfway through this biography about Danny Kaye.

G, knowing my love for this lovable all round entertainer, bought it for Christmas two years ago and it has sat on the shelf since.

As I have already mentioned I have so many others sat on that bookcase which I want to read and I think maybe it was the having to read which was issue.

Now I'm not under any time pressure to read and digest I am finding that I am sitting down and choosing to pick up a book.

And on a completely different subject, here we have T at the start of his young driver lesson. He can't wait to get behind the wheel and start lessons once he's 17 next month so as a Christmas present from us we booked him this taster. We could tell he enjoyed himself as he lost that teenager scowl from his face and it was replaced, for a couple of hours, with a smile.