6th October 2016
We have started a monthly lunch club in our parish . A hard working team giving time to help the community grow. We had a great day on our trial shift - although exhausting , it was also hugely satisfying. As my brain is in a bit of a spin now I found that all I felt I could write about was that.
A Tantalising Aroma
Ooo, that's a tantalising aroma...
A cheery, red face peered around the door.
He was early - we were late
We had arrived at nine and
Scrubbed and
Rubbed and
Disinfected every corner of the kitchen
Had to be done. That was before
Any food preparation
So, we were late, not very, but still...
Door of oven slammed shut at 11.40 am
Chicken pies on target for 12.30.
He came at 11.50, expecting a meal at
12.00 midday .
We looked after him, gave him coffee,
Then others came to join him.
The work went on.
Dicing carrots, shredding cabbage , boiling potatoes..
And for the dessert - sponge to make
To cover the apples that came
Free.
All sixteen diners eating by 12.40
Enough food to feed forty -
The amount there'll be next week
Words of appreciation and much
Chatting together -
Our practice run went well...
We learnt a lot....
Made a list for the replay
Yes, , with mind and hall cleared
I sat back and appreciated
That comment
And agreed
Not just a tantalising aroma but
A delicious repast to boot.
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Thursday, October 6, 2016
A Tantalising Aroma
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Saturday, October 3, 2015
That Day
It's been a long time since I rambled on. Just a little funny...
That Day
That day when you look at the bath
And realise
The grime is now
Limescale
And you decide
Later, you'll have
A shower.
For now,
Bleach stained leggings
Baggy, old t shirt
And a large quantity of
Cilit Bang
Will do just fine.
One hour and twenty minutes later,
Having
Scrubbed, cleaned and
Polished with a soft white cloth
You stand and admire
The shine.
No one needs a bath...
We have a
Downstairs shower room.
You can clean that tomorrow...
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