Another Thing to Worry About…

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I’ve just realised my dears that I left you suspended in mid-air after my visit to the Roasted Bean.  I’m sorry, but I still think that is a silly name for a coffee shop.  However, I mustn’t get side-tracked otherwise it could be another couple of months before I remember again!

I had seen Giselle coming out of the coffee shop on several occasions.  Now I know that she really enjoys having a coffee out, but her visits have been very regular so when she came to see me a couple of weeks’ ago, I asked her what was the attraction.  It transpires that the young couple running the establishment haven’t been able to keep up with the demand for their home-cooked desserts.  They had  heard about G and her wonderful baking and asked if she would go and see them for a little chat.

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Giselle took a selection of her delicacies and the couple were blown away by the quality and immediately asked G to provide some of her favourite goodies for the patrons of the coffee shop.  Three times a week G has been taking baskets of her chocolate brownies, tray-bakes, eclairs and fruit with cream tarts.  No wonder I thought they were delicious.  G has also been making large cakes, which they cut into slices for the customers. 

I really am thrilled for her.  G has been baking for the residents here for a long time, and I’m sure that knowing that she is providing the sweet treats for the coffee shop the residents will turn out in force to support her.  It’s a clever move by the new owners too.  A great way for them to connect with members of the local community which otherwise could take years.

Now, G has told me the names of the young couple running the coffee house on more than one occasion.  I can’t remember their names at the moment, and to be honest, I think it’s probably better not to try to recollect them.  There are many people here whose names I’m struggling to recall, so another two will just confuse me even more.

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Of course, the extra money G is being paid will help her enormously.  We all like a little extra cash – particularly when she so obviously enjoys baking, and her results are excellent.  I’ve started looking out for her on those mornings when I know she delivers her baking.  She always looks up and gives me a little wave.  Sometimes my phone pings just at that time – a message from G to say she’s popping up for coffee, if that is OK.  Well, I’m always pleased to see her.  She’s such a happy person and it’s a joy to be in her company.

So my dears, that’s another bit of information which has been discovered.  I don’t think the owners of the coffee shop are misrepresenting themselves when they refer to their cakes as ‘home-made’.   Well, they are – just not in their home.  I’m sure that doesn’t matter, and it’s really only splitting hairs. 

Giselle is going to have to be careful that she doesn’t take on too much work.  It’s lovely to be in demand but not at the expense of her health.   I’m only a little concerned, because she likes to please everyone, and doesn’t want to let folk down.  Perhaps I should have a little chat with her, just to be certain that she’s not overburdening herself. 

Yes, my dears, I know it’s none of my business, and I should keep out of it, but I’ve known G for many years, and she is well aware that I’m only looking out for her – to make sure that she’s not being pressured into doing more than she can comfortably manage.  If it was your daughter, you’d like to know that someone is looking out for her.  I’m sure that G understands my position, and at some point, she would probably ask for my opinion.  Perhaps I should wait for that time?  What do you think dear readers?  Should I get involved or not?

I would welcome your opinions on this – it’s always good to have an alternative point of view.  Please give me some pointers.  Now it’s time for me to make some lunch, and I haven’t decided what I’m going to have.  I better get a move on.  As Always –

With Love – Jan xx

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I'm retired, disabled and after sudden death of wonderful husband, have moved closer to my son, daughter-in-law and baby, Charlie. I live in sheltered housing at the bottom end of the scale called Independent Living. I had been in an online Knit and Natter group for a couple of years before Ian died and the members of the group were and still are a wonderful support to me. Since moving here I have now got my own little Facebook group where the members are now my friends and extended family. It was suggested that I write a blog - so here we are!!

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