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Life According to Emmy

Talking to Strangers

“It’s Erin, isn’t it?” Emmy lifted her head to meet the eyes of an elderly gentleman leaning over her table in the coffee shop. “Sorry?” she was nonplussed. “Erin. She told me to go and sit down next to Erin, the pretty girl in the corner” he said, indicating that ‘she’ who had given him …

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Bill’s

When the rain won’t stop teeming and the unforgiving arrow of winter still cuts through the air, retreating into a cosy cavern of tasty food is an ideal way to salvage a Sunday. Such was the conclusion reached by Emmy and Vernon on an early March weekend. Vernon creaked open the door to Bill’s restaurant …

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Caffe Nero

It felt like New Year’s Day. It wasn’t, of course. It was Valentine’s Day, as proclaimed by garish cerise balloons dancing in the breeze around Leamington. But the rejuvenating sense of new dawns that typically occupied the first day of the year mysteriously crept into this February morning. Something about the way the pale blue …

Life According to Emmy

Dreaming Takes Discipline

Snap. Snap. Focus. Snap. Yikes…toppling off-balance…snap. “Beautiful, yes?” Emmy jumped as a voice disturbed her floral photography session. She looked up from her decidedly inelegant position, crouched uneasily in the dirt, her handbag and camera case sprawled across the footpath. “Yes! Dahlias are one of my favourites, especially dark red ones” she smiled. “Almost finished …