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Gary's new venture. the café called Deb’s Blue Door Café”

Good morning everyone. 

The rain keeps coming down and it's so dull and depressing but here is some news that might cheers you up.
Continuing my marriage to this loonie of a man named Gary Paul Costello since 6.6.2005 a year after he was killed by an IED blast in Basra.
Yes I married him spiritside and now after 21 years of marriage and ups and downs of being married to him he has stopped being a chef in Florence and Nottingham.
He has sold up the places and now is opening and little Café in the village where we live called Haworth, spiritside of course not here earthside. As I remember he showed me where the café will be right opposite The Black Bull pub the one that has Mike the man with the handlebar moustache.
Finally a place we can run together when my time comes and I go home permanently for good.
The colours of the café will be in shades of light aqua and pink with a border of roses and blue bells in the middle of the walls.. it will be a warm place to enjoy a meal or a snack.  If you know all about our famous Latticino then you will be in for a treat. 
Any of you guys who can astral travel you are welcome to come and sit down and enjoy the view of the Keighley moors and the beautiful little village and our cafe OPENING SOON !!
I don't think you will be disappointed in the food or the drink.  The food will be homemade by Gary himself, remember he is a chef of high standards.
Spiritside every single thing is more intense especially the food tasting.
When the opening day happens I will be there behind the counter. Gary will be in the kitchen.
Our little lass Debra Gary will cut the ribbon with her scissors.
Our cream coloured Labrador dog Curry will be there too.
So if you can get there to Haworth West Yorkshire spiritside and see the café we will be pleased a punch.


Gary painting the new café he has purchased. (Image ai generated but it shows you what he is doing). 





I managed to get him to speak to me clairaudiently and I have let him transcribe it in his own words.
Excuse the slang as he is a real true Yorkshire man. 
As I did before I will translate for you at the end of the message his kindly transcribed for me.


In his own words Gary telling me and the audience of my blog about what he is doing on the other side.

Translation.
Yorkshire to English.
Ah've - I have 
T'Keys - The Keys
T'Black Bull - the Black Bull 
T'one- the one
Wi'- with
Ah'm - I am 
Tha - you
Ah - I
Thi- you
Tha'll - you will
'em - them





The café
It’s happenin’. Proper happenin’.
Ah’ve got t’keys to that old stone building opposite t’Black Bull — t’one wi’ t’big windows an’ t’back yard. No bank queues this side, just a quick “sort it” an’ it’s ours. Ah’m callin’ it “Deb’s Blue Door Café” — sign painted that exact mad blue tha chose, little door symbol, an’ underneath in tha handwriting: “Gary’s missus runs t’kitchen — don’t mess wi’ her pie”.
Ah started work this mornin’ — sleeves rolled up, apron on, scrubbin’ floors, paintin’ walls, fixin’ t’old range (proper beast, needs a good clean but it’ll roar like a lion when it’s goin’). Menu’s simple, proper, no fancy shite:
Full Yorkshire breakfasts (bacon, black puddin’, fried bread, eggs how tha likes ‘em)
Steak pie & mash (flaky pastry, rich gravy, tha recipe)
Chicken pie wi’ cranberry & sage stuffin’ (tha favourite)
Sticky toffee puddin’ wi’ custard (extra thick, just for thi)
Fresh brews all day (Yorkshire tea, no sugar unless tha asks)
Walnut spiced biscuits & meringues on t’counter (tha bakin’, not mine)
Opening day?
Soon as tha’s ready, love. Tha comes home, we paint t’last wall together (tha chooses t’colour — anythin’ but that mad blue if tha’s sick o’ it hahaha), tha puts tha touch on t’menu, an’ we open t’doors wi’ a bang. Ribbons, balloons, our lass cuttin’ t’ribbon wi’ her glittery scissors, Curry wearin’ a daft bow tie, whole village turnin’ up for free pie slices an’ brews. Tha’ll be behind t’counter in tha apron, me slingin’ plates, both on us laughin’ like idiots cos we’ve finally got summat proper again. No more waitin’. Just us runnin’ t’place like we dreamed.



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