Dining alone

Today I called into The Dutchy for a coffee - they serve a very good single origin Brazilian coffee beans.

Anyway, the café host greeted me with a lovely smile, and asked how I was?

Fine l replied, but how do you know me? You visit the Farm shop, she said, I sometimes work there also.

I'm constantly amazed at how people remember me. I have to take their photo and put it into my contacts with some details, otherwise I'm at a loss.

So, I told her about the last time I was there, when I sat near a large family. They were all deep in conversation.

I was sipping some soup, when I noticed a sweet little toddler sitting on her mother's lap. She looked at me, I smiled, she smiled back.

She then gave me a wave, so I waved back, and she laughed - and so it went on, all throughout my sipping soup.

Little wave, me wave back, more chuckles - then her mother noticed, and I thought  - mmmm.....

when I went to pay my bill, I was told someone had already settled it.

I asked who my benefactor was, and was told the father had paid it, because I had made his little daughter happy.

Fair choked me up...