The Blind Date #4

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Candice was late for a lunch date with Drake. She hurried along the busy  London streets to try and catch up time to arrive before he did. She wanted to arrive before him so she had time to observe at a distance and run in case he was another weirdo like the last one.

The air was warm with a touch of heat, enough to make sweat marks on the underside of her pale tunic. She flings her long, dark chestnut hair over her shoulder to cool down her neck from the clamminess.  She was unsure of the time but to take a moment to check would slow her down. She notices the man in front of her walking with a sway as he took long strides along the pavement. He has an aura of confidence with his smart dark blue jeans and white shirt. His sleeves rolled up halfway between his elbow and wrist which held a Rolex and exposing tattoo’s peeking out of his sleeve. He bumps into a man walking toward him. As they collide, a piece of paper falls out his pocket which she retrieves as it whooshed past her and settles on the ground. She picks it up and rushed to catch him so she can reunite the scrunched up piece of scrap.

‘Excuse me.’ She slips through the crowd as she sees him getting away with his long strides. She picks up pace and catches him. ‘Sorry, can I get through’ she says as she squeezes between the strangers slowing her down. Candice is a few steps away as he stops in front of her, and checks his pocket. She smacks straight into his rear and trips over the curb where he was waiting to cross. Two girls outside Costa, sipping Lattes titter at her clumsiness and snigger to themselves. As she glares at their rudeness she taps him on the arm.

‘Excuse me, Hi, you dropped this.’ Her smile turns into awe as she drinks in his face as he turns towards her. She is taken aback at his sheer perfection!  She freezes and stares as she takes in his neat facial hair trimmed to firm perfected lines around his strong sharp jawline. His face tanned with the most piercing aquamarine eyes she ever saw. Hair so dark and naturally smooth, partly shaved to the side and an aroma of spicy aftershave. She opens her mouth to speak as she faulted and apologies ‘Sorry… but… Shit! Your the most beautiful man I ever saw!’

‘Urr, thank you? I’m flattered.’  He turns away with a puzzled look and frown that a beautiful stranger complemented him so frankly yet so sorry he doesn’t have the time to properly complement her back. He takes the paper from her outstretched hand and smiles, holding it up ‘Thank you. You too. Well… not a beautiful man obviously. Your beautiful too.’

‘… Thank you.’  Candice, not being used to compliments, lowers her eyes a little embarrassed,  which he finds endearing.

She calls after him as they walk, ‘I understand it’s bizarre to tell a stranger they are beautiful, especially a man but You are! It’s your eyes… they are absolutely mesmerizing. I just had to tell you!’

He smiles at her over his shoulder and reluctantly faces forward again and continues his rushed journey to his destination that he is already late for. He wants to arrive before her to be the gentleman he is.

A few meters up the road Candice sees the newsagents and quickly nips in to buy polos. She picks up the pace as she notices the time as leaves the shop in a hurry. Two minutes to be at the uptown cafe. She thinks to herself of the perfect man born to be a model and wonders why she isn’t lucky enough to meet such gorgeous men like him on Lonelyhearts.com. Sherolls her eyes as she realises any guy that gorgeous would not be single. With those looks he could have pick of all of the available girls in London.

She sees the Cafe on the corner. A local French Pattisiere in the Centre of London. She rushes across the road and pushes open the heavy door with its long vertical brass handle and drops her bag to her feet  upon entering. She bends down to pick it up admiring the black shoes polished so shiny she could check her makeup in them. She raises her eyes and stares into the pools of ocean blue.

He passes her the bag and she stands slowly as she drinks him in. ‘It seems we meet again.’

‘Yes. I’m meeting someone here. You?’

‘Me too. A blind date actually.’ She smiles. ‘Drake’

‘Yes?’ he looks puzzled at her as the realisation washes over him and grins at his luck.

‘His name is Drake.’ she looks at him puzzled.

‘Yes. I am Drake, it is a pleasure to meet you officially.’

‘Fucking hell! Hi!’

Madison

Privacy

 
Our private life is on Social media for all the world to see. Privacy is a forgotten word that people no longer have a conscience to protect. When you look through your news feed there are hundred of posts of personal details out there for all to see.

You can pretty much open up any social media page and find personal details about anyone who has a profile. Even profiles that are locked down will have accessible details about them inclucidg emails, telephone number and area they live.

In a world where privacy is now a luxury how did we ever keep our business to ourselves thirty years ago? So much has changed yet we are exposed to people through apps, websites, social media, telephone and email. 

The world has changed but has it changed for the better?

What have you experienced where your privacy has been compromised? 

The Silent Destroyer!

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I went through a period of my life a few years ago where I got totally sucked in! Sucked into the life of gossip! Something I never was or had been but something I had become.

‘Don’t be a Bitch Witch’ … It’s a saying that I’ve used in recent months where I look back to times where I got sucked into a comedy coven of hatred!

How did I get sucked in? … I was working in a lonely job, you make a friend and they become a saviour to your life and suddenly your good friends! You make a friend through work, at the gym and the good ole’ mummy friends.

The gossiping became a slow progression from the odd comment of something you had heard and passed on to a  couple of years later and you’re a totally different person you once was. This is where you take a step back. Once you realised after a few weeks that you are no long the person you were,  you do the drastic thing of separating yourself from that life.

I’ve always been a kind, generous person and all always help people but when I stepped back I saw so many things I didn’t like and ways in which I was used and treated that you kind of feel detached from it. Like it wasn’t you it happened to. Some people can become so disallusioned that they don’t even realise they are the person that made you who you are today. Realise it and do something. Don’t be the person that is always taken from but when you need someone to be there for you, your left on your own. This was the heartbreaking thing for me. That I was always there for others but they were there when I really needed them. One friend was and I am very grateful for her friendship at the time.

It’s a case of ‘I’m the person you can take advantage of! Here is a list of ways to abuse me!’

  1. When I offer my help out of the kindness of my heart, take it and abuse it! But don’t forget to NOT say thanks!
  2. When I offer to have your child overnight … Make sure you take your time collecting them in the morning! I will get up ready for 9am but of course I don’t mind waiting in until 12 o’clock, cancel my plans and rearrange when you will do it again!
  3. When I come over to visit, make sure you interrupt me when I open my heart with things I need to get off my chest! It’s fine to talk over me too! Thats a new ‘thing’.
  4. When you need help with something, call me! You know I will do it for free!
  5. Don’t forget you have certain friends for certain things! The festival friend, The cinema friend, the workout buddy, the take away friend you wouldn’t be seen out with and of course the friend you can take the piss out off and laugh at who will laugh at herself with you!
  6. Don’t forget to bark on about the fat friend that makes you look skinny!

How did I not see what i was turning into?  The fact is you don’t see until your connection with that person is broken. It’s not that I was desperate for friends because I wasn’t. I have plenty of friends who I’m close to who even after years of not seeing them are still there as if time was frozen! I much prefer to circulate in small groups but there are always those people who give off  a persona that people want to like and once your sucked in you don’t see it.

After the ‘separation’ due to health issues you then go through the whole drama of the gossiping about you. You find out people have assumed you have fallen out, not talking or don’t meet up anymore when in fact it is probably that due to health reasons it wasn’t possible to meet in those situations any more.

These people then assume your avoiding them when in fact it’s just life or your health has changed. The way people treat you most certainly affects the way you deal with day to day life. Everything changes when your health deteriorates. Everything becomes much harder and when your friends are not there, it hurts! The friends you once had now become acquaintances or someone you once knew. They ‘think’ they know why you no longer meet up but never actually ask why. They discuss and make up their own minds for themselves without actually doing the decent thing and ask. If you are in this position and have a friend who has become distant, do the right thing and ask. You never know what personal demons someone is dealing with that can change the way they interact with people.

My advice to you! If you feel uncomfortable by something a friend says and your not in a position to tell them the truth without them totally flipping on you, don’t tell them! Don’t tell them personal details of your life! Share less and don’t tell them things you wouldn’t want your enemy knowing … you can sure as hell guarantee they will break your confidence!

Then there are the friends who make you see sense, they are the ones that are there when you need them. They are there when you are at your lowest point with anxiety and health problems. They are the ones to trust!

So what is the silent destroyer? It is ‘The untold truth!’

Madison

The Fiction Cafe Book Club

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The Fiction Café Facebook Group

I started writing my novel after my holiday to Cornwall in the summer of 2016. I read during some of the ‘research’ into becoming a writer that to be a good writer you need to read more in the genre you intend to write in.

I did what any other writer with no time does and created a Facebook group for other Coffee lovers and bookworms!

It is a very new, relaxed group where we share our love for coffee and books! (…and other hot beverages!)
We will be sharing our favourite books, you can post questions, ask for recommendations and discuss and review books that you have finished.
We will be hosting Reading Challenges throughout the year and events will be organised where the challenges can be discussed.

If you have any ideas for the group feel free to contact an admin.
We are a new group still finding our feet!
Please come and support us at The Fiction Café

Madison

Daily Prompt – Marathon

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I try to pry my eyes open while the persistent ringing throws echoes into my ears making my head hurt. I open my eyes enough to flail my arm at the snooze button. I know I need to get out of bed straight away this morning but it’s not very inspiring when I can hear the rain splashing against the window pane. It sound like a waterfall and realise the guttering still needs to be cleared. Instead of getting up, I wrap the quilt tightly around me to grasp sleep again and to reclaim the warmth lost after the cold air rushed through the quilt. I snuggle into the pillow and try to drop back off and make the most of the next 9 minutes.

I ponder why the snooze button was even invented… its just an unnecessary button. There to tease parents into insecurity… I should just set the alarm ten minutes later and not torture myself with the sound. If it were never invented people would be up in time for work and not desperately try to cling on to the last few minutes of quiet bliss. I sigh as I remember, the floorboards will creak, activating the wooden alarm which will no doubt awaken the little ones who are always too keen to get out of bed…

I fling back the covers and press off on the alarm. Its time for the marathon task of the school run!

via Daily Prompt: Marathon

A New Year!

 

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I will apologise for the lack of presence on my blog… Its because NaNoWriMo happened and then Christmas. It’s unfortunate that they fell at the same time and I decided that with so much ‘stuff’ going around in my brain I couldn’t cope with all of them occupying it at the same time. I need a break frankly from the PC. It’s technology that I dislike but in the modern world it is essential. Well I had a break … of two months and it probably was a lot longer than I anticipated and life just gets in the way!

I am now back and will be posting regularly once again!

I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

I know I’m two weeks late with greetings but it would-be rude of me not to ask!

My holidays were eventful and they were very busy! Normally Christmas and New Year is filled with many pyjama days wrapped in quilts, coffee in hand and tins of chocolates surrounding us with Netflix marathons galore but this year although this year I had only two lounge around days!

We were happily engaged with celebrations galore! Four Christmas dinners later and many family members competing for title of ‘The Winners’ while playing women versus men, Best of British, Smart Ass and Articulate the men winning as normal … it was pretty fun and the wine flowed!

We hosted New Year’s Eve too. The house was full of family from both our sides  and an emotional realisation that it was the first time we were all in one room together since my Mum passed away in 2007. It was lovely to spend time with my family, something that we don’t do very often and even though we say we must meet up more, life becomes busy and it never happens. A few tears were wiped away and family photographs were taken to remember the occasion which probably won’t happen for a few more years to come.

We all saw the clock strike twelve as fireworks lit up London’s skies … we were viewing via BBC… we saw in New Year. We half sang and half hummed along to ‘Auld Lang Syne’ and pretended to know the words … of course only half of us did so just made the movement of lips to pretend!

Memories were made and was a fabulous holiday period. Celebrations are finished for now but there is a lot to look forward to this year too!

I’m back and can’t wait to get back into routine!

 

Madison!

 

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Happy Thanksgiving to all my  friends over the pond.

I’ve woken up today in a happy mood. Whether that is because I slept well or if it’s because i hit 29’000 word count for my novel, I’m not sure. What I am sure about is that I have a lot to be thank for. When it comes to life we have to be thankful to have our family and friends, a career that makes money to keep a roof over our heads and our health. we are alive so embrace it!

Here are my Top 5 things that today I am grateful for …

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Firstly, I am thankful for waking up this morning! We come across so many people through our lives who lose loved ones. So many of us have health problems or to daily issues to deal with in our lives that sometimes we forget the most important thing of all and thats that we are alive!

Today marks fifteen years since I lost my Dad to illness. He is always in my thoughts but today I am thankful for the memories I have of my parents.

 

 

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I am thankful for my health. My health isn’t the greatest to be honest. I struggle everyday with small tasks from drying my hair to walking up stairs. By allowing time to get ready in the morning and to work through the tasks of each day I am still thankful because my health could be worse! For now it is manageable.

 

 

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I’m thankful for my family and children. They are my world! They are always there when I need cheering up and to see their little faces smiling at me could warm a million hearts!

They are my little life angels to carry me. I love them with all my heart as I do my partner. Without them I wouldn’t be where I am today.

 

 

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I’m thankful for being able to read and write. This might seem like an odd thing to list as one of my five things to be grateful for but without these two very important things I wouldn’t be right here now writing this blog! I’m writing my first novel and without reading I wouldn’t know how to do that!

In a few months time you will hopefully be reading it!

 

 

 

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I’m thankful for coffee!

Well, Quite frankly … How would I get through the day without it?

Coffee is just Love in a mug!

….Unless of course you drink tea!

 

 

I challenge you to list your top five things your grateful for!