Juno has recently and tragically passed away, but she will shortly be commencing a whole new series of thoughts expressed from a new viewing point… the great cat’s place in the sky. In the meantime, on the eve of another Sunday, she offers a reblog from 2013 of her thoughts on something good to do when you have that special relaxation time…
If I am honest my real perfect start to a Sunday is an impression of an armadillo, curled up and ignoring the world… but I guess
we all need to find some reasons to get up, even on a Sunday. The day my resident housekeeper decided we were moving out of London back to Cardiff I did have some fears and trepidations… particularly about Sunday mornings. After all, this Wales joint is known for its fire and brimstone parable-ranting preachers, scaring the hell out of the morning-after-the-Saturday-night-hangover-crowd. Back in simpler times Sunday morning always seemed to be the perfect antidote to having a good time!
Well, it seems like my tea-drinking homie, who says coffee at home just isn’t right, has discovered the place to be for the best in coffee. It was Iris Murdoch who once said “Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is…
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