Little Beach Street Bakery Quotes

“If there’s a corner where you plant your heart, it’s always with you.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Are you okay?” Polly shrugged. “One of the boats isn’t back yet.” “Is it the one with the sexy beardy?” Polly swallowed and nodded. Several people from the village came up to pat her shoulder and thank her for her contribution. “Move over,” said Kerensa, and she started buttering rolls. “I can’t believe you aren’t charging for this. It’s no way to run a business. Actually you should charge treble to all the rubberneckers.” Polly gave her a look. “Okay, okay, just saying.” A substantial figure approached slowly, holding a large tray. Polly squinted in the watery sunlight. “Who’s that?” asked Kerensa. “Oh, is it the old boot?” “Ssh,” said Polly as Mrs. Manse came into earshot. She looked at what Polly was doing and sniffed. Polly bit her lip, worried that she was going to get a telling-off. This wasn’t her business, after all; she didn’t get to make these kinds of decisions. Mrs. Manse surveyed the makeshift stall, surrounded by people—it had become something of a focal point—and harrumphed crossly. Then she banged down the large tray. It held the entire day’s selection of cream horns and fancies. “I’ll need that box back in the morning,” was all she said before turning around and marching back up the road. “Well, well,” said Kerensa, as Polly started handing out cakes to hungry crew and passing children. As evening fell and the RNLI boat came back for the sixth time, empty-handed, Polly felt her fears beginning to grow again. During the day, as the other boats had”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“bread, the cornerstone of eating, one of the fundamentals of life!”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“The way my luck is at the moment,” said Polly, “I probably will get a tiny bit of money back, and as I leave the bank after picking it up, a bolt of lightning will come out of the sky and set it on fire. Then a piano will fall on my head and knock me down a manhole.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Polly soaked for a long time, reading her book, until she was warm again from the inside out, then put on her oldest, softest cotton pajamas and woollen socks, and propped herself up at the window to look out at the storm.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“I could do with a bit of piece and quiet.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Her bark’s worse than her bite. Although her bite is pretty bad to begin with.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“He’s American,” corrected Tarnie. “That’s not weird. Well, you know. It is a bit weird but it’s not his fault.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Det var en underbart vacker kväll. Insekterna surrade och dansade över ängarna, strålkastarljuset fångade in dem när motorcykeln svängde i kurvorna. Himlen var violett och ofantlig och stjärnorna började titta fram. Skymningen lösgjorde den tunga doften från häckar, vild vallmo och klättrande vildrosor och den rogivande lukten av nyplöjd jord som väntade på nya frön. Polly andades in djupt. Lukten var berusande.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“I know,” said Polly, and as gently as she was able said, “Have you thought about maybe another line of work?” “What, like making cakes?” Chris scoffed. “No, you see it’s kind of different for me. I’m a professional.” Polly decided it was best they leave before she hit him with the teapot.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Live in the moment. Don’t take a photo, don’t try and grab it and freeze it forever. Let’s just enjoy the fireflies.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“she was meant to be pausing. Regrouping, not diving into another life straightaway. The irony of trying to force herself to relax made her smile.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Life when you were broke came down to taking your pleasures where you could find them, she decided.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Is there anything worse, she thought, than carpets in bathrooms?”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Quando você planta seu coração em um cantinho, esse lugar sempre te acompanha.”
― Jenny Colgan, A padaria dos finais felizes

“No,” said Polly dubiously. “The vet told me not to give him one.” “You can’t just call him ‘the puffin.’ What about Pete?” “Peter Puffin?” said Polly. “Not sure. Sounds a bit like a newsreader. What about Muffin?” “MUFFIN?” said Tarnie. “I can’t believe you’d inflict that on the poor thing. All the other birds will laugh their heads off at him.” “Or think it’s cool,” said Polly. “Having an actual name, instead of ‘Puffin nine million and seventy-two.’” “Ha, you could call him Stud,” said Tarnie. “Stud Puffin, get it?”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“It felt sticky, which was good—the stickier the dough, the lighter the bread”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Dieu avait fait en sorte de rendre les adolescents insupportables pour que les parents se réjouissent lorsqu'ils quittent le nid familial.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“En fait suivre votre instinct, c'est tout ce qui compte, dans la vie. Faire ce que vous avez envie de faire. Lorsque vous avez trouvé votre voie, il faut vous donner à fond et tout alors devient possible et vous pourrez surfer sur les plus grosses vagues. Et être heureux.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“that’s how Polbearne wakes up of a morning.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Plymouth?” Chapter Five They had to wait thirty-five minutes for the tide to go out far enough for them to get back across the causeway. Polly spent the entire time humming to distract herself from Kerensa, who had come up with another ninety-five reasons why she couldn’t possibly move to Polbearne. Funnily enough, they only seemed to make her more determined.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“lot with the passport situation. Now, with so many people downsizing and moving to the country, where they had perhaps a couple of goats, some chickens and a hive or two, he’d become a traveling apiarist, consulting and helping people concerned about maintaining bee stocks and reversing the trend of the declining bee population. He also still had an interest in his original cottage, which was now occupied by an elderly”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“She is resisting the Internet idea...because she doesn't want to one day tell her children that she posted an ad on the Internet, interviewed twenty-five hopeful candidates, and finally their father turned up and looked good in comparison with the rest of them. It just doesn't seem right.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

“Vis le moment présent. Ne prends pas de photos, n'essaye pas de saisir cet instant et de le figer pour l'éternité. Goûte à sa juste valeur le spectacle de ces lucioles.”
― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

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― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery

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― Jenny Colgan, Little Beach Street Bakery