Ah simply cannae resist.

What is my greatest weakness…plinky coffee and cake

I simply cannot resist raindrops, and prose’s, and hot coffee muffins.

Let’s face it a dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep and there comes a time when it is wrong as well as useless to resist. The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it, like Oscar Wilde, I can resist everything but temptation.

The first rains, the waft of the earth, I cannot resist going out for a walk then. Then the rainbow pops, out, and ideas flit in and out like butterflies, punctuation settle into prose like a bee on a rose,it evokes the irresistible compulsion to pick a pen and write  it is as if everything in creation has appointed painters or poets or in my case writers, and remains in bondage like the princess in a fairy tale until the appropriate liberator comes to set it free at the appropriate time.

About coffee what can I say, I strongly and firmly believe that BC is before coffee, like Prince Talleyrand says it,” save molecules of mocha stir up your blood without causing excess heat: the organ of though receives from it feeling of sympathy: work becomes easier and you will sit down without distress to do your principal repast which will restore your body and afford you a calm, delicious night.”One thing very certain about coffee… no matter where it is grown, sold, brewed and consumed, there will be lively controversy, strong opinions and good conversation.

Raindrops, prose written by Agatha Christie, PG Wodehouse with a hot cup of coffee and canister full of banana chips.—Life is irresistible.

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