for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers – on a Wednesday!
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She hardly missed a day. Minutes before opening my restaurant, I’d hear the familiar tap-tap-tap of her umbrella on the window.
‘Hello dear’, she’d say as she hung her straw hat, shopping bag and brolly on the coathook
She’d study the menu for ages. ‘Today’s special and a nice cup of tea dear’ she’d say.
She always said that!
One day, as I placed her meal before her she seemed to sleeping.
She never woke up.
Today, her straw hat, shopping bag and brolly still hang on the coathook. It’s not even my restaurant now.
I like that.
She would too.
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Love this Keith
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I’m pleased, thanks, Di.
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You’re welcome
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What an intriguing story
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Thanks, Neil.
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Sweet story.
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Thanks, Patricia.
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Nice story
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Thanks, Beth.
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Lovely to be remembered in such a tender way.
I suppose being a loyal customer is a good thing.
I liked this tale, Keith. It felt loving.
Isadora 😎
P. S. what is a brolly?
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It is. My local pub has a walking stick hanging on the wall that once belonged to a regular.
Brolley: English slang for umbrella!
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I’ll need to use the word ‘Brolley’ and act surprised that the person doesn’t know what it means. LOL
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You really must!
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😀
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She was much loved and sorely missed. Nice story!
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Indeed she was. Thanks, Mimi!
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Very well told story Keith
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That’s really kind of you Sadje, thank you.
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You’re most welcome
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A sad ending…but her joy was the daily visits to her favorite place.
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What better place to end her days?
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Yes, so true!
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Immortalised. How fantastic. It’s like she never left.
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She’ll always be there in spirit.
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That was lovely, Keith! Well done.
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Thank you so much, Sandra.
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Aww
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That’s what I said!
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I think she deserves for her stuff to hang there 🙂
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Absolutely. I resisted the temptation to hang her unpaid bill up there too!
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It a cute little frame with a flower border… 😉
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Why didn’t I think of that?
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😀
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I believe all she wanted was company, and he gave it to her. Glad her possesions still hang on the rack.
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I based the story on a couple of regulars that frequented my bistro. Their daily visits were their life.
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Sweet and sour, and full of sentimental strokes. Nicely told.
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Thanks so much, James
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Now we know how all of that important stuff was collected. I loved your story but man do I hate clutter.
Tracey
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Thanks, Tracey. I’m okay with other’s clutter, just don’t want it in my place!
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Do you own a cafe? Or just frequent one?
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I owned a restaurant and a pub Tracey!
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Dear Keith,
What a touching little story. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you so much, Rochelle.
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I love this story Keith, such a brilliant tribute 💞🙌
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That’s so kind of you Angela, thank you.
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What a lovely tribute to a regular. No doubt she enjoyed the ritual as much as he did. I was a little caught off-guard by “it’s not even my restaurant now … I like that”, but I think I’ve decided those last couple of lines refer to liking the hat etc still hanging, rather than him moving on.
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Absolutely so! Thanks so much.
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Keith, what a poignant and endearing story ❤
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That’s most kind of you, Lisa.
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Awwww this is lovely Keith. Sad, but lovely
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You capture the relaxed friendship that existed between the restaurateur and his customer. Just lovely.
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A beautiful warm tribute. Enjoyed reading it very much 🙂
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Aw. Not your usual word-spinning fun, but a warm and wonderful story indeed.
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