During these years, a frightening number of friends, relatives and celebrities had died.
Every day we waited for more terrible news.
And so I sat there in the evening and thought:
"Poor Death..........so much work - he needs a holiday, he needs a proper rest."
He's always MISunderstood, because when you get right down to it, he's our only friend between worlds.
He waits - picks you up, shows you the right way and drops you off safely.
On the way, the souls told Him what they enjoyed most in their lives and there was an interesting commonality:
They all appreciated a good cup of coffee in a pleasant atmosphere.
I told him to open a café in Tenerife, Puerto de la Cruz, offer good coffee and watch people enjoy it.
Then people wouldn't whine or beg (only 5 more minutes - I need another day for a week etc).
At most they would like another cup, or a piece of sugar.
THAT CAN BE DONE!
