If we were having coffee:  I would tell you that I am sitting here on a cross channel ferry, travelling backwards.
Reluctantly going home with a head stuffed full of memories and and dreams. This past week has been wonderful.


Anyway first things first, where are my manners. Welcome to the garden today  it  is lovely and warm out here. So far we do not need the space heaters nor the marquee though they ready for use at the first drop of rain or drastic drop in temperature. Now we have ( thank’s to Paul) all types of tea and coffee. Not to mention cakes scones, and all sorts of cconfectionery Enough to make the artisan baker, from the small village we have just spent the week’ a very proud lady indeed.
If we were having coffee: I would drive you mad with tales of Chateaus and castles inhabited by Kings. Queens, princesses, princes not to mention infamous mistresses who often ruled the roost ….. but not always.


If we were having coffee:
I would I would explain how we visited the village that was the birthplace of the famous mathematician and philosopher Descartes. The village is of the same name. The first Sunday we were in France we drove into town to sample the Market and then the coffee. While we were there we were  witness to a service in the town square to commemorate the liberation of the town. By allied forces on that day 70yrs ago.
On our second visit yesterday (Friday ) we discovered the beautiful and peaceful public garden’s. These were full of beautiful touperie  and ponds even a little wild life enclosure with, geese, ducks, sheep, goats, and Llamas and a lovely pig called Zorro.
Just outside the park we found the Church where René Dacarte’s mother is buried. The church though not in great repair is still used to this day.
If we were having coffee:

Night sky over  the Channel
Night sky over the Channel

I would explain that I have put up photos of all of these things in the blog posts I have written this last week. Can  I get anyone another drink or something to eat. Are you still warm enough the sun is beginning to set now. It is sparkling on the sea. We have moved now to the Restaurant for dinner. We certainly have a sea view now. 🙂 . We only had a view of the lifeboats from our previous seats. I am actually quite hungry now. Looking at  the red sky  from the spray splashed window reminds me of  one of  my  Mother’s many  sayings “Red sky  at  night shepherds delight. Red sky in the morning shepherds warning!” Funny how all the things  my Mum would say and I would roll my eyes come back to me now and I realize  how much truth and wisdom there is in them.

If we were having coffee:

If I am honest  I shall tell you now  that I had a good nights sleep even though  we did not get home until midnight! We have done  the washing  and it is on the line! Hoovered  and dusted round  and even had a flying visit from the middle son. I am so grateful  that Paul is here to  help as I am back  an forth sorting things out. I do love my  home, my  house  the area, my  family  and friends  but Oh! I did love that  holiday!

Never  mind  I must  get on  so  eat drink , chat  and be merry and I shall be here you only  need to shout.  If I were  you I would  scroll up  or  down  and  check out Paul’s  coffee morning  it is here  too!! So  for now  be well and be happy.  😀

If we were having coffee I’d ask  you : would you like another  cuppa, or  a biscuit . I’d  tell you I have really  come to enjoy  these chats  and I’d  love  to hear  what you would  tell me , If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/



If We Were Having Coffee – Sept.14/2014

Scotland and Memories



Paul your Barista
Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again in the garden tending to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. I must say, it’s great to see you all here in this relaxing atmosphere surrounded by flowers and butterflies. Have a seat where you choose, at a table in the sun or shade, and I’ll be happy to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

It’s been getting chillier here – down close to freezing over night. Parts of Canada have already had snow this season – very early as that doesn’t usually happen until October. We can consider moving our winter tea to one of the wonderful tea gardens – like the one pictured above. It’s very beautiful, isn’t it? Makes me want to just sit right down and dig in with gossip and sweets. We don’t have such beautiful tea gardens in Canada – it makes me envious and yet happy that I get to be your barista here in Willow’s garden.




I followed with interest the continuing story of Scotland voting to separate. We have had what I think is a similar situation here in Canada with our province Quebec. The issue here seems to ebb and flow depending on the economy and political landscape. Like the Scottish and the English, our French and English have had a very turbulent history, Quebecers have voted a number of times to determine separation and the vote has always been close. The situation seems to be relatively calm right now, but still it boils beneath the surface. I know very little of Scottish politics and am wondering if any of our British friends could give me a thumbnail of what is going on. From over here I have always thought of Scotland and its people to be a distinct culture within Britain – but still within the British “envelope” so to speak. Here there is often an “arm’s length” relationship with Quebec that sometimes results in anger and even occasionally hatred. Does that happen between the Scottish and the English too? What is England’s official take on this? Do you personally think it is good or bad? Is there a possibility of healing the rift?

Would you like a refill? Perhaps a sweet or a scone? It’s all calorie free here in the garden you know.

Exterior of Peterbilt 379


Interior Custom Cab of Peterbilt 379


Interior of Peterbilt 80 inch sleeper berth


Here in Ottawa housing rental owners are not required to turn on heat to the units until October. So, it was cool in my room last night, around 6 Celsius (42 F). I love sleeping in a cool room, so I bundled up under the blankets and comforters and slept like a baby. It brought back memories of my trucking days. I always slept with the engine off if it was possible – it would burn about $10 of fuel per hour when idling. Some drivers would burrow into Arctic sleeping bags with the engine off at temperatures well below freezing but I drew the line there. Still I loved the cool air and the warm nest and always slept soundly in the truck in the fall. The memories came flooding back last night. These days highway trucks have auxiliary generators that provide temperature control for pennies per hour when parked. They are expensive but pay for themselves over the life of the truck. I would miss sleeping during the cool fall nights. Do you sometimes recall memories that you know the new generation will never have? Do memories sometimes cause you to pause and feel the emotions of the past?


Would you like another cuppa? Willow and I are honored that you dropped by the garden today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here in the garden again next week.


IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I would  tell you how very welcome  you are  and how much I look forward to our weekly get together, and that I do hope  they continue for a while  to come.  I am so  sorry  that I have to dash  off now  but  please  stay  and relax  and eat  and drink whatever  you wish , here  in the virtual garden  everything is  guilt  and calorie free.   So  for now  be well and be happy.  😀

If we were having coffee I’d ask  you : would you like another  cuppa, or  a biscuit . I’d  tell you I have really  come to enjoy  these chats  and I’d  love  to hear  what you would  tell me , If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/



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