Debbie Johnson > Quotes

“He'd probably faint at the sight of their hoards of undies, make-up, and never-put-away tampon boxes.”
― Debbie Johnson, Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper

“Busy is good. Busy is useful. Busy is a distraction. Busy gives you a brilliant excuse to avoid things you want to avoid and concentrate instead on the things that allow your brain to stay inside your head, rather than causing it to dribble out of your ears. So, I’ve been busy. Mostly very”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“It was only a searing pain running from her coccyx that was giving her any trouble. She'd landed on her arse - which, thankfully, had enough padding on it to have saved her from anything more serious. Three cheers for fat-bottomed girls.”
― Debbie Johnson, Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper

“You'd have looked perfect to me if you'd walked into the room wearing a clown outfit, with a big red nose and huge shoes,' said Rob, giving her a smile that would have made every woman in a three-mile radius melt a little inside. 'Even if you'd sprayed my face with water from a fake flower.”
― Debbie Johnson, Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper

“I am used to solitude and it is used to me. We understand each other, me and solitude. I don’t get annoyed when it keeps me awake at night with its echoing loneliness, and it’s always cool about me sometimes bringing friends home to chase it away for a while. Like a grumpy but dedicated couple, though, we always come back to each other at the end of the day.”
― Debbie Johnson, Christmas at the Comfort Food Café

“I suppose we’d taken that for granted – everyone does. We all notice the disasters, and never make time to appreciate the small acts of happiness. Of companionship and laughter and ease.”
― Debbie Johnson, Coming Home to the Comfort Food Café

“Life seems to get sillier as you get older and you realise how little point there is in trying to control anything”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“the smile. That small, sweet smile that says ‘I remain unimpressed, but love you anyway’. The uni-dimple makes a brief, heart-wrenching appearance, before he turns his face back to what really matters. The”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“6. I decided to wear an entire dress made out of shiny silver material, because I was in a reflective mood.”
― Debbie Johnson, Sunshine at the Comfort Food Café

“I feel the words rising, and they are words I’ve never, ever spoken out loud before. Words that belong to stories I’ve never told. Words that describe the hurt I’ve never expressed. Words that probably won’t capture the guilt I’ve never properly climbed over. I feel them there, these words, powerful, bubbling under the surface like lava, scalding hot and searingly painful.”
― Debbie Johnson, Christmas at the Comfort Food Café

“suspect they go along the lines of ‘will someone please tell me I’m adopted?’, and at worst, she may be using her birthday money to hire a hitman. To say she’s displeased at being separated from her friends for the summer is something of an understatement – a bit like saying Daniel Craig is passably attractive. ‘It’s on the Jurassic Coast,’ I add,”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“One of the best coping mechanisms I’ve developed over the last couple of years has been this: just pausing and taking time to appreciate the way the world is at that exact moment, rather than fretting about a future I can’t control or predict.”
― Debbie Johnson, Sunshine at the Comfort Food Café

“Laura’s always been more sociable than me. More friendly. More likable, basically. I always get to a stage where no matter how much I’m enjoying myself, I make a run for it –”
― Debbie Johnson, Christmas at the Comfort Food Café

“Learned not to judge anyone until I’ve walked in their shoes. That’s why we all need friends, isn’t it, to help us out with the weak spots? And sometimes the weak spots nobody can see are the ones that hurt the most.”
― Debbie Johnson, Christmas at the Comfort Food Café

“most cafés. A limited range of pasta salads, jacket spuds,”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“and”
― Debbie Johnson, A Wedding at the Comfort Food Café

“She smiled back at him, but neither of them spoke. It was like this sometimes. They'd either be bantering, or silent — as though they didn't always need to talk. Just being together was enough.”
― Debbie Johnson, Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper

“a place you go to heal without even knowing you’re wounded”
― Debbie Johnson, Christmas at the Comfort Food Café

“He gazes at me that way that cats can – the way that says they can see into your soul, that they know all your secrets, and that they’d quite like a can of tuna now, please. Matt has”
― Debbie Johnson, A Gift from the Comfort Food Café

“may well get hurt in ways that I’m not yet equipped to handle.”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“No thanks, Mum,’ says Nate, turning his eyes back to the view of the bay. ‘Cake doesn’t solve everything,’ says Lizzie, finally putting her phone down and leaning back in her chair. She looks at me through narrowed”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been, the foresight to know where you are going, and the insight to know when you have gone too far’ Irish proverb”
― Debbie Johnson, A Very Irish Christmas

“May love and laughter light your days and warm your heart and home. May good and faithful friends be yours wherever you may roam.’ Irish blessing”
― Debbie Johnson, A Very Irish Christmas

“Right. I have pancakes. And I have Nutella. Who thinks that’s a good idea?”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“Inside, though, the picture is a little more fuzzy. I do feel strong, in some ways, but the way I reacted to Jimbo’s passing and to waking up in Matt’s arms have made me suspect that at least some of that strength still lives in a house built”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“fortnight,”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“It was, she said to herself, the single most exciting few minutes of my entire life. The first time I've ever felt like that. The only time I've ever wanted a man more than I've wanted my solitude. The most sensual and stimulating physical contact I've ever experienced — and all of that despite the fact that we were in public. And you were drunk.”
― Debbie Johnson, Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Jumper

“I’m writing to you about the job you advertised for a cook at the Comfort Food Café”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“It wasn’t enough for him to keep the pictures online, he got them all printed out and each album had the year it related to and the place we’d visited written on the spine on a sticker. They’re all there now, on the bookshelf in the living room. Lined up in order – a photographic journey through time and space. Lizzie”
― Debbie Johnson, Summer at the Comfort Food Café

“May peace and plenty be the first to lift the latch to your door and happiness be your guest today and evermore’ Irish blessing”
― Debbie Johnson, A Very Irish Christmas