In those days, doors were only locked when people went away from home. At night, doors remained unlocked, windows wide open, weather permitting.

Patrick Ellis worked on the railways and came to my Grandpa’s town during the early hours one morning. He opened the door, lit a candle and brewed coffee on the Primus stove. He then took a cup each for my Grandpa and himself to Gran’s bedroom.

After waking up Grandpa, the two men engaged in conversation and stirred the coffee in a room lit by the candle. They took their time drinking their coffee, careful not to mention it, out of politeness.

Stirring did not help. 

Patrick had added salt, not sugar!


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