Stop me if I’ve told you this before, but when I was a
teenager, I used to watch “The Beachcombers” on CBC every Sunday. At the time, I was living in Ontario, and the
characters with all their West Coast antics – and romantics – enchanted and
captivated me. To me, it was quintessentially British Columbia. I had a major crush on Bruno Gerussi, I loved
the boat, Persephone, and when I grew up, I wanted to be Molly. She owned the local restaurant and all the
guys would gather there after a hard day’s work to soothe their souls.
I often fantasized about operating a cozy little eatery in a
small village, where the locals would meet and we’d all get to know each other as
part of a tightly-knit community. With university, marriage, and kids arriving
in the next few years, the idea of becoming Molly was relegated to the back
burner. However, I did end up moving to the coast with my young family. From our new home, we could see Gibsons,
where the original TV series was filmed. I even became friends with one of the
women who co-starred in the series!
Fast forward to the late ’90s, and I found myself the
proud part owner of the Lions Bay Café where I got to know the locals very well
and I was in my glory. I was also the
editor of The Seagull, our community
newspaper, and for a while, I was known as “The Queen of Lions Bay”. I hadn’t
kept the possibility of becoming Molly at the forefront of my mind, but it was
so real to me when I was a teenager that I guess it remained anchored at a much
deeper level. Then in 2003, I co-created
another establishment in nearby Horseshoe Bay, and although not a café, I have
been nourishing souls there too from a more spiritual menu. Only quite recently
I realized that I had put all the ingredients together and I had cooked up my
own version of Molly – not once, but twice.
Now that I am closing the doors in a couple of months, I have
been conjuring up the next reincarnation.
She is going to be a 5-speed, Ice Blue Mini convertible. And her name is going to be Molly. While this is a bit of a departure from the
original icon – it’s what she represents to me that counts. I have dreamt about
owning this particular car for a long time, and I am using my absolute belief
of its becoming a reality as my fuel. (In fact, you might say I have been taking
it a little too far… last week I decided to pretend I was already driving my
Mini, and my real car is bigger. I
actually was so in “Mini Land” that I smucked the front end on a garden retaining
wall.) I decided to dial it back a bit, and still enjoy my current wheels until
Molly arrives on the scene.
Molly #3 represents to me the undeniable Truth that our
thoughts create our reality. I hope that she will continue to remind me of
this. I want to take it a step further, and look at the thoughts that I’m
unaware of… they are the ones that could be holding me back. One more piece and
I’ll let you go… Molly played a very independent character and I don’t remember
if she had a partner. Her “loves” were her adoring public… if she was married
or in a relationship, that wasn’t what I liked about her. I am going to ponder
that for a bit and I’ll get back to you on that.
Branded by conviction,
Love Buns, a.k.a. Molly
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