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Showing posts with label
coffee
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Friday, 15 December 2017
What is it about golden rooms that scream inadequacy?
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A beautiful garden, a lovely blue-skied day to soak up the welcome winter sun rays. The Palazzo Parisio is a treat. The building is grand b...
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Monday, 23 May 2016
Spiritual illness, assaulting us all
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It has been lovely having visitors in Malta. The island worked its magic and my mum’s lung infection healed in three days after having had ...
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Monday, 4 April 2016
Sticks and Stones - Sister Bernadette learning to float
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Sister Bernadette held her coffee cup between her cold hands and heard the young woman at the table beside her scolding her six or seve...
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Friday, 4 March 2016
All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached
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I envy the young their sociability. Here in the shopping mall, they roam in herds chattering, pushing and laughing. At ease with their peer...
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Saturday, 26 October 2013
Not one extra prune
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My mother and aunt stayed with us on Malta for a glorious two weeks this October. I luxuriated in their presence. Their daily routines we...
Saturday, 12 January 2013
Coffee time in Malta
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There are a wealthy couple sitting with friends at a nearby table in this café. The man is complaining about the delay in the deliv...
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