Lola at the Coffee House

someone did...........

Are there no ladies of easy virtue in this dump? I could really do with a roll with a woman without the slightest sense of decency.

Ham or cheese?

I'll take both. Mature Cheddar and honey roast ham. On one barm.

Thanks mate. It looks tickety-boo old chap. Mind if I park on this stool. Are you a tourist or here for the long haul? ......

I've not been here in quite some time. The shutters went up for some reason or other. Ages ago. It couldn't have been the rent. Landlords round here are happy to just have somebody keeping the wild life at bay in the hope that things will take a turn for the better. It's an area of deprivation. Sensory mainly.

izzythepush is an odd name. Done some pushing in your time have you? Join the club. I'll call you izzy if you don't mind. I'm spendi. Although people call me lots of other things. (rolls eyes).

Where are we anyway? NYC or Oregon or Vancouver. Yanks don't rate settling you know. They are so geographically mobile that I'm surprised they don't tag them all. Still--it might make millions redundant if they did that. One should think things through in my opinion. It often happens that what seem good ideas on the face of it turn out awkwardly. Take divorce for example. That seems a good idea to most blokes at least once a day.

It's such a big deal in Blighty is upping sticks. What a pain in the arse it is. Yanks think nothing of it. Maybe they are relieved to be somewhere else. Restless. And it has come from On High, via The Pope, that we should start taking it easy. I bet Media doesn't like that.

But I'm talking too much. What's your reason for being in a dump like this izzy? Mine's that I'm warming up the cold potatoes left over from Lola's old avatar. She flounced off on me all indignant and all.

I've just received an email from the Labour Party asking if I'd consider standing as a candidate in the Eastleigh by election.

Times must be hard.

You made me laugh, Spend:

I say this as a divorcee.

Izzy, are you thinking about it? I'm trying to picture ya being very patient day in and day out, though you're pretty good at it.
I've a couple of sturdy minded pals in the political system, but no one with a temper like mine would have an easy time of it.

Meantime, Wassau, however you pronounce it, I forget already, as I've always called you Warsaw, I'd like a caffe latte doppio from those good fresh roasted beans again, low foam.

I have worked for four different candidates. Two Tory and two Labour. One win each. It's a really scummy form of activity. Going round asking people to pat you on the back.

I only did it because I was asked to in the pub. You have to oblige your boozing mates and I thought that a tosspot like me couldn't disturb the political equilibrium too much.

And it was a good excuse to knock on the doors of single mums on the council estates and place a leaflet in their hands whilst assuring them that the Party I was representing had advantages for young ladies in their station.

The reason I was asked was that I had a red S-Type which the candidates thought would impress the punters. Getting the buggers out on election day was a bit trying.

I don't vote myself. I wouldn't wish to give the impression that I'm that daft.

(brushes snow off coat, removes muffler, stomps boots on doormat)

Well! I finally found you all! I don't know my way around NYC, I'm afraid...hope to remedy that soon. Anyway, I've been trying to find this place for quite a while. Kept winding up at some Mexican cafe. Terrible coffee.

(plops down on sofa near the fire, warms hands...)

In such conditions that I have seen on our News, my mother and her friends would stand with their bottoms near the fire with their skirts pulled up. If you hold the skirt properly you can warm your hands and your bottom at the same time.

They would often say "Mind you don't burn your ration book" which was double-Dutch to me at that time. I had never had a ration book.

I've just ordered a Mexican hot chocolate for you Eva.

Wassau should have it ready for you very shortly.




It's positively divine with the croissants Walter ordered.





Walter likes them with butter.

I've brought in another bottle of Silver Shred to share.



mmmmmmmmm hot chocolate, croissants and Silver Shred

that's how to warm up in a storm like this



I've got to settle in with my books. The Canada Reads - Turf Wars Edition - Debates start on Monday and I need to be ready.




I'm going to be in the audience cheering for Indian Horse to win.

Anybody spot a money clip with a bunch of $20's in it.

Nancy gave me the money clip for my birthday a while back...and it is one of the best money clips I've ever owned.

If you find it you can keep it...but I have a sentimental attachment to the $20's and I'd love to get them back.

I can identify them: They have a picture of Andrew Jackson on 'em.

Here are two views of our backyard right now:

God no. I've got way too many skeletons in my closet. I might help out with the campaign though.

Have a drink on me, izzy, to celebrate the win ...

I would love to but I think the Tories will win. The best we can hope for is an increased share of the vote.

Btw the email wasn't addressed personally to me, it was a round robin.

Well, I'd actually thought because of the Saints winning versus the Blues ...

It's not over yet, I'm still keeping my fingers crossed.