A new Short Story-Heavenly indulgencies


A New Dawn...a New Day

A New Dawn…a New Day

I love to write short stories with a difference. I love Holland, and, quite unashamedly, I love good food, so for all  those who enjoy food, poffertjes, Pannekoeken, and love, warmth, and tenderness; regardless of sexuality; may I offer you a short Feel Good Story called Heavenly Indulgences.

Why not sit by an apple wood fire and immerse yourself in a whole host of goodies, laugh a little at religious orthodoxy, and, I hope enjoy, a warm-hearted, sensitively written tale.

Anything else to say? Well, get cooking, or get yourself over to Holland or to the Netherlands, and have a good time!

Oh Yes two extracts that might just tempt you; just a little “taste of what lies inside

….

….The Hen Night had been brilliant ,and, liberally laced with alcohol, very exhilarating and amusing, but after the party even Zoe had to admit that burying herself in the priests once immaculate but now battered privet hedge was inexcusable. Her big John all action blow up male doll, which she held very close, too close, to her; was also unfortunate, and then throwing up on his lawn was downright rude. Even then she might have got away with it, as the priest was away at a conference, but not with her waking up his housekeeper Mrs Fergusson. Not with her standing, with her arms folded sternly , at the front door to the all too well lit presbytery hall.

A venomous witch, or was it something else, that Zoe had called her,  upon the good lady’s remonstrations. A poisonous windbag, a puritanical dried up busybody, and  a smug old biddy. It had been unwise to say so, and it was somewhat unpleasant  to have such sentiments repeated to her when the priest, coming back early from his conference, had heard it all when he had stepped out of his car.

Zoe closed her mouth, and slowly bit on a piece of pancake that now lay cradled on her tongue .

It was wonderful, and an intense burst of flavour exploded on her tongue. Sweet vanilla danced a Paso Doble with  slightly sharp blueberries. Hot Cinnamon waltzed gracefully with rich sweet old cherry brandy, and both couples glided over a dance floor of aniseed sugar icing, chocolate sauce, and smooth cool, Cornish cream, vanilla flavoured, ice cream. Zoe opened her eyes and looked up towards Eli who stood smiling back at her. In each hand she a plate, and on each plate an enormous pancake heaped with all the goodies she had tasted before. Zoe grinned mischievously and raised her hand in the air.

“ Please Miss, I’m hungry, may I have some more!”…

Hungry anyone? intrigued?

 

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